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ishida ryuuken x f! reader tw: suggestive language, not entirely nsfw. reader is of course a grown up. wc: 589 masterlist 🌱
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OLDER, COLDER. “It doesn’t matter how old you become; you will never learn Uryu. You are a fool, son”. “Same goes to you, Ryuuken!”
You listen to them argue, as probably every time you’ve seen them together. Your best friend and his father… his absolutely attractive, troubled, and cold as snow father.
Uryu lays, once again, in a bed of his own hospital. He has gone too far and ended up hurt one more time. And yet again, despite the years and being an adult now, gets treated by his father, Ryuuken Ishida.
You, waiting right by the entrance, hope for Uryu to calm down. You don’t want him to feel embarrassed that you’ve witnessed -in words of Ryuuken- one of his “tantrums”.
However, it isn’t for you to decide.
“Come on in, (Name). Perhaps your presence will make this kid calm down” Ryuuken says, knowing too well you were there. He can sense your spiritual pressure, after all he is still a Quincy.
Hearing your name being called by him makes your insides shiver. Yet, how immoral it feels… your best friend’s father, a widower… a man you’ve known since you were a little girl.
And a man you desire, a man you lust for.
“Ah… yes. Hi. Ishida-kun, are you ok?” you ask, seeing your friend bedridden but well enough to be shouting at his father. Probably, it was just a minor injury made in battle, but still needed to be taken care of. That, or maybe Ryuuken’s only way of showing him affection is by curing his wounds.
“I’ll leave you two alone, I got work to do” Ryuuken says, placing his heavy hand on your shoulder. He squeezes just enough to -at least in your mind- assert dominance over you too.
You can barely breathe. But you nod. Trying to focus on your friend, trying to ignore that man’s crushing presence invisible squeezing your neck.
Soon, you relax. And Uryu does too. It doesn’t take much for you two to engage in pure nonsense and some hours of “tik tok” watching. The time, in fact, escapes your track and soon the sun sets on a cold winter day of Karakura town.
By the time you realize it’s too late even for a calm little city like yours, Uryu has finally fallen asleep peacefully and soundly. He needed it, rest is mandatory to get better.
As the soft cycle of breathing of your best friend fills the room, you walk slowly towards the big window ahead. It doesn’t really surprise you to see heavy snowflakes falling, but it does seeing the state of the road.
“Oh… fuck” you murmur, soft almost inaudibly not to wake up Uryu. You know exactly this will mean no coming home tonight; by the time you’ve walked two blocks you would be buried under a white coat of ice.
“I thought you’d left earlier. A snowstorm is coming tonight” a deep, still soft voice whispers behind you. His hand lands on your waist, pulling you slightly against him.
“I wasn’t aware…” you sigh, turning around to see a white coat as white as his hair. You bite your lip, with your belly pressing against his… his hand squeezing you tightly….
A dimmed white light coming from the hall outside filters and shines against his glasses, but his body covers almost it all. You are left in the dark, right in front of him and next to his son’s bed.
“Come to my office, doll. We won’t be able to go back home tonight” “Yes, Ryuuken-sama…”
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Ryuken x Fem Reader: First Time N/SFW
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Requested by @zella07 : Hiii how are you? I just saw the event I’m soo excited!!!! I’m gonna request Ryūken Ishida x Female reader. Number 23😅. Thank you soo much if it’s possible.❤️ TW: first time, loosing virginity, vaginal penetration, light masturbation WC:1100+ Masterlist
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It wasn’t going as planned today, you finished your shift at the hospital rushing home to get ready for your date. You had a pretty little black dress for the occasion. As you were getting ready placing all the items you needed in your purse you realized you were missing something, your wallet. You looked up and down for the wallet in the home and couldn’t find it. You began to think of places it could be at and one it could be in your locker in the hospital… ‘crap….’ letting out an annoyed sigh as it was getting close. You heard the door knock ‘he is here already.’  looking at the clock he was early. When opening the door  you didn’t expect to see the white haired man in front of you. “Hey Ryuken?” The tone in your voice was a bit surprising. “Behind his rimmed glasses he saw the little ensemble you were wearing. “Sorry to intrude, is this a bad time?” he asked. “No, it’s fine, come in.” you opened the door wider for him to enter.  His hands were in his pockets as he entered your home. When closing the door you weren’t sure why he came. “I was finishing getting ready before my date arrived, but when leaving the hospital I forgot my wallet.” you sighed. You could deny and say you never had a crush on this man but it would be a lie. Smart, attractive and one hell of a doctor you got the pleasure to work side by side with him. He knew your habits and patterns and you knew his. He knew about the date and wasn’t too thrilled to hear about it but didn’t mention anything to you. You never asked him about his relationships or anything as he seemed so into his work and didn’t talk about that part of his life. “Of course you did. Luckily I caught you in time before you left.” He pulled out the small familiar wallet from his breast pocket. “When are you supposed to come here?” he asked as he handed you the wallet. “Thank you!! 20 mins from what he said.” you placed your wallet in the purse. Few minutes had passed when your phone began to ring. Picking it up it was your date “Hey, are you here?..... Oh… I see… no no it’s fine…..bue.” letting out a sigh as he flaked out on you.  “Everything alright?” Ryuken asked, walking up to you.
“He couldn’t make it… I spent all this time getting ready and canceled at the last minute.. Just my luck.” you ran your fingers through your hair. “May I just give up on the dating scene? It always seems to never work out.” “I think you are choosing the wrong people to take you out _____.”  Ryuken looked over at you. “I wouldn’t  leave you high and dry.” You felt your cheeks become a bit flushed. “You're just saying that to make me feel better.” “An attractive woman like yourself, I wouldn’t keep waiting.” pushing up on the bridge of his nose. You watched as his eyes looked at you up and down once more. Ruyken got a good look at you, it was a treat for him to see you outside your hospital attire. The tall slender man walking towards you. The back of his fingers began to caress the arm. “Formal clothing and non formal clothing you're still as beautiful as the first day we met.” Your heart was pounding so hard against your chest you swore he could have heard it. “Was there a reason why you never asked me out?” you kinda blurted out. “I never saw you as the type to date a coworker and if something didn’t work out I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Tell me ________…. Would this be something you want to try?” Looking into his blue eyes as you nodded your head. His fingertips lightly touched your cheeks till they  stopped at your jawline. He leaned down as his lips softly pressed against yours His arms snacking around your frame as both your lips still connected. His tongue began dancing with yours. His hands find the zipper to the back of your dress and begin to undress you. The little black dress falling to your feet. Ryuken didn’t take long as his impulsive thoughts were taking over him. He picked you up, took you to the room and laid you on the bed. It was just hitting you with what was happening. You watched him removing his clothing one by one savoring the naked doctor that hovered over your body. You back arched as you felt his fingers rubbing your cunt. Gasping lightly as he makes your squirm by his touch. “Ryu-ryuken~~” you bashfully said with a wide-eyed expression. “Yes ______.” he spoke in a hush tone, his lips centimeters from yours. “I-I’ve never done something like this before.” You spoke avoiding eye contact. You felt like you ruined the mood. Ryuken hand removed from your cunt. He understood what you were saying, yet he found it more of a turn on to him. To have not been touched by someone yet and him in this moment being your first gave him a lot of pride. “I promise to take care of you ______.” the words he spoke made your heart flutter.  You suddenly felt the tip of his cock brushing against your throbbing wet cunt as it teased you. “Just relax.” he said as smoothly as possible. You began to feel the tip of his cock pushing its way inside of your tight cunt.  Ryuken lips pressed against your once more trying to get your mind off the pain as he fully slid himself inside of you. You whimpered as he pushed himself deeper.
Once he was fully inside you he didn’t move he asked “you okay _____?”  brushing the stranding of hair out of his face.  You nodded as he wiped the small tear away that escaped from your eye. He slowly began to thrust inside of you, you let out a few whimpers as it initially hurt. As the pain began to subside the pain began to turn into a feeling that was like a drug to you. Ryuken  slowly began to increase the speed, not wanting to hurt you, he slowly raised his body from you as he wanted to get a better look at you. With each thrust he saw your tits bounce. His eyes traveling down more, he saw the small amount of blood knowing you were telling the truth he was your first. When he had a goal on something he was going to stick to until it succeeded. His goal right now was to be your first and only lover you will have.
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niilue · 2 years
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Sorry I mess up with the request may I ask for Ryuken (bleach) #9 oversitim and degradation
‧₊˚⊹ sub ryuken ishida x gn dom! reader
prompt:  i’m not gonna stop leaving marks till i’m sure everyone will know you’re mine."
cw; drabble, dom reader, gn reader, overstim, degradation, hickeys, bratt sub, spit kink? words: 699 1k event
doing it in dr. ishida's office may not have been your brightest idea so far, but the white-haired idiot provoked you too much and you had to show him who's in charge.
you kissed him hard, grabbing him by the back of the neck, biting his lips and making him growl.
"don't be so rough, it hurts." 
with a strong tug you opened his shirt, tearing several buttons and exposing his smooth skin.
"shut the fuck up." you pushed him to his desk and with one of your legs you pressed his crotch, leaving him no escape.
you felt it a little hard, but it was hard to tell. his stoic face and scowl even when you were doing it was very annoying.
you took his face between one of your hands and pressed hard, making his cheeks and lips come together. "i hate what a prude you are, like you don't enjoy this as much as i do."
"you're an ignorant (name)." 
it was funny that he said that in such a serious and apathetic tone, when his choked breath gave him away, as did his dilated pupils.
you kissed him again, ignoring all his complaints and poor desires to escape. you pulled his pants down halfway, exposing his member.
you massaged it, touched its tip and squeezed his hard meat between your hands. you did all this while you kept looking at his face. you didn't want to miss a detail.
you laughed sarcastically and licked his trembling lips, his false mask of "nothing affects me" was falling off in front of you.
you saw him open his mouth to say something inaudible. but he just snorted and closed his eyes and leaned back. while you kept touching his cock and massaging his full balls.
"beg me, ryu, like the slut you are." you began to kiss and mark his chest, followed by his neck. you wanted every time he looked in the mirror to see all the marks you had left on him. you wanted him to remember all the dirty things you had done to him.
the man stirred and whimpered when you bit him hard on his sensitive neck, by inertia he spread his legs wider, now leaning back better on the desk. apparently it was an invitation for you to fuck him.
"haaa! (name), how dare you leave visible marks on me." ryu touched his now adorned neck with annoyance, red and full of the hickeys you had left on it. ups.
“i'm not gonna stop leaving marks till i'm sure everyone will know you're mine."
you looked at him with a sly smile, still touching his member without much excitement.
"fuck, how much i hate you." the man mentioned. 
you moved closer to his face. like a predator to its prey. ryu lay completely flat on his back as you both looked at each other in tension.
"open your mouth." and so he did. 
with one of your fingers you held his lips, keeping it open for you. then you opened your mouth and let a trickle of saliva run down your mouth to his. when you spit it out you saw him look at your saliva with lustful eyes and when it landed in his mouth he swallowed it loudly.
before all this you kept touching him and already felt your hand wet and sticky. "don't tell me you cum when i spit on you, mmm you dirty doctor."
ryu squeezed his legs together and when you weren't touching him properly he would thrust himself forward looking for more friction. he had already cum but his body didn't seem satisfied.
the man was biting his lips so hard you could see traces of blood. you kept masturbating him pulling out more orgasms, and that's only when you touched his member you didn't want to see how he would get if you touched anything else.
"what's wrong? it's too much for you...? and i thought you would satisfy me well today."
"fuck... shut up, shut up (name)" poor thing. he couldn't even insult you properly anymore, he was so lost in the over stimulation that he only served to cum in your hand.
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bleach-your-panties · 5 months
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rukiadriedhisrain · 2 months
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How many times do I have to tell you, there is no point in saving the dead. That's a Shinigami's job. You should learn how to save the people who are alive.
Happy Birthday to Ryuken Ishida! 🏹 [3.14]
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troius · 3 months
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Because it turns out that there was a theme to the conflict with Yhwach, even if it's only revealed in flashback at the end of the chapter. Yhwach's desire to merge life and death, to create an existence where those terms have no meaning...well, it's not too dissimilar from the beliefs by which many other cults operate. The idea that if you commit to some abstract cause or idea that you can transcend the struggles of human existence...it's not an uncommon one. Life is hard. You're born, you suffer, you die, as Billy Graham once said, and when you phrase it like that, maybe you do start looking for a loophole.
But really, life is so much more than that. Human beings are much more than a march towards death. We grow, we learn, we fight, we love, all that despite knowing our time on this earth is limited. Because there's beauty in the struggle. Each person, each bond between people, has something new to offer the world, something that will echo on in strange and beautiful new forms for as longs as there are human beings in this universe.
Something about that scared Yhwach, enough that he was willing to inflict the consequence of death on thousands if not millions just to erase it. But after everything he's been through in the story, all the growth he underwent, people he met, and challenges he faced, it's not something that would ever cause Ichigo to back down.
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yukitoko · 10 months
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Daddy will punish you.
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thewritetofreespeech · 9 months
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hello! could you do some scenarios for quicy boys? like jugram haschwalth, uyrru, ryuuken ishida, and bazz b with a reader with long hair? maybe finding out they have long hair because they always have it up?
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You pinched the bridge of your nose as you felt the start of a class 1 headache budding behind your eyes. A symptom of being around the Bambie's for too long.
You loved all your Quincy ‘sisters’ equally. There were so few of you these days that they must be cherished and protected, even if you weren’t part of the group. But like most sisters they could get on your nerves and be almost impossible to deal with. Sometimes you needed a break.
Quickly making your way out of ear shot of the squabbling through the many secret corridors of the palace, you heave out a heavy sigh at the sound of peace & quiet and let your hair down. Relaxing for the first time in what felt like months now.
“What are you doing?”
You jump at being startled by another voice coming from another secret corridor, this part of the castle really just a maze, and feel your face heat up. “I was…just trying to be alone.”
Standing up straight and trying to right yourself in front of the Quincy Grand Master, you feel very uneasy being out of uniform like this. It was undignified, and unworthy of your station. “This portion of the castle is usually abandoned.”
“I know. That’s why I come here.” Jugram replied. Much to your surprise. “They’re quite loud aren’t they?”
“The Bambie's?”
“All of them.”
He then walked closer to you. Your breath catching in your throat as you thought he was going to scold you for being out of uniform. Instead, Jugram reached out and grabbed a lock of your hair. “I didn’t know your hair was this long.”
Your face felt incredibly hot as you looked up at him. Having to turn away from those green eyes before you faint. “I…I keep it up usually. It’s more presentable that way.”
Jugram smiled softly at you, and you thought your knees might buckle right then. “That’s what I admire about you. You always think of your actions in how they will affect the Sternritter and His Majesty.” You were surprised. You thought that Jugram never thought of you at all.
The blonde released your hair and took a step back. “Try not to wander off too far.” He then told you. “Can’t have you getting lost. Try to be back before last call.”
“I..I will!” He gave you a single nod and then went on his way. Leaving you a bit confused, as you stroked your hair.
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“Oi! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” You turn around at the loud sound of Bazz-B barking. Able to hear him more than see him with the helmet on your head. “I’m the only hot head around here! You can’t just be running off like that!”
“But isn’t that supposed to be what an infantry member does?” You tell him as you pulled off your helmet. “Go in first and clear the way so the rest of you can come in and finish them off?”
Bazz-B seemed startled for a moment, but it certainly couldn’t have been by your logic. “What’s that?” He asked, pointing at you.
“What? What’s what?”
“That!” He repeated. Just pointing with more emphasis at your head like it he made it more obvious you’d get it. “What’s going on with your head?”
“My head?” You asked. Touching it and feeling for a wound. You don’t feel any and suddenly realize he was talking about your hair. He’d never seen it down before. “I couldn’t fit my helmet on with it up the usual way, so I had to just bunch it up under there. Why? Does it look bad?” You probably had the worst helmet hair.
The senior Quincy didn’t say anything. He just turned his head away. His face as pink as his mohawk. “No! I mean…it looks fine. I just didn’t know your hair was that long. It’s…nice.”
“Do you like people with long hair Bazz-B?”
“No!” He snapped at you, but seemed to immediately want to take it back as he turned away again. “It’s whatever. Hair is dumb anyway. It just gets in the way.”
“Do you think I should cut it then? So it fits under my helmet better?”
“No!!” That was the loudest one yet, and you smirk. “I mean…do whatever you want! What do I care what your hair looks like?!”
Bazz-B literally waved you off as he marched off. Seeming done with the conversation. You don’t cut it, but any time he annoyed you from then on you would comment on Liltotto, or some other short hair cut you saw, and how cute it would look on you.
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“Hmmm….I’m never going to get this….” Something about math was just beyond your grasp. Words you were fine with. Pictures, descriptions. But math? You must have missed the line when you were supposed to queue up and get that skill that day.
“Don’t be so discouraged.” Uryuu told you, trying to be encouraging. “You’re getting better.”
“You’re just saying that because we’ve been at it for over an hour.” Time did not seem to be playing a factor in your skills at all.
It was that time of year when all the students buckled down and started cramming for their university finals. This would be the test that decided their future, and they had to be perfect. Funny how you’ve faced literal monsters and nearly the end of the world, but a stupid test was what kept you up at night worrying.
“Let’s just call it quits and help me pick an easier university. Or a job in retail.” You tell him as you pull your braid bun down.
“Don’t say that! You really are getting it. You just need too…..” Uryuu’s pep talk stopped as you started to take your braid apart. “What are you doing?”
“It’s too tight. I need to give it a minute to breathe.”
“I just…I’ve never seen you like that. With your hair down before.”
You thought about it for a moment and you supposed he was right. Since it was so long, you usually kept it up & braided for ease. You never really thought about wearing it another way. “I’d wear it down, but it just seems like a hassle.”
“You should….maybe try it some time….”
You turn to look at Uryuu, who was pushing up his glasses as he continued to write notes, “do you like long hair Uryuu?” He didn’t answer you, but his face turned pink as he started at his notes. His pen pressing into the paper harder.
You might not be good at math, but you could see what this was adding up to. “Maybe I’ll leave it down more.”
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Surgery had been very loud. 6 hours working on your patient, but you were confident he was going to pull through. You were dead tired. You needed a shower to get the smell of blood and disinfectant off you, followed by a very long nap.
“Good work in there.” You look up to see Ryuuken following behind you. Pulling off his mask and surgical cap.
“Thanks. You too.” You told him, pulling off your own cap. “I was worried when they put the Director in for my surgery. All that time behind the desk, I thought you’d lost your touch.” You click on the water the wash up some and, when you don’t hear anything from behind you, you look back at Ryuuken. “What? I hurt your feelings?”
“Your hair is long.”
You blink a few times at the older man, then reach up to touch your hair. It was down. Like completely down. Your hair tie must have snapped when you were taking your cap off, but you were too tired to notice. “Damnit,” you curse quietly. Now what were you going to do? “I keep it up because it’s a little hard to practice medicine with it flying around. Why? You got a problem with it?”
“No,” he told you matter-of-factly. Also making his way over to the wash sink. “Actually, it suits you.”
You were a little taken a back by his compliment. Two in the last half hour no less. As far as you knew, that was more complimenting than Director Ishida did in a year. “Well, thanks.”
“Are you on call?” He then asked. To which you sort of shrug in response.
“I guess. I can’t leave until my patient wakes up.”
“Come by my office then.” Another surprise. “I want to go over the surgery notes when you’re done.”
You weren’t sure why, but it felt like surgery notes were the last thing he wanted to go over. Maybe you were just tired. In any case: shower, nap, check on patient, go see Ryuuken. Somewhere in there you had to find a new hair tie, but that could wait til later.
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sashi-ya · 7 months
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 27: FEMDOM Ryuken Ishida x F! Reader
Requested by: @toofilthy ➡ May I request day 27 with ryuken ishida. I forgot to add extra kinks, biting, bondage, degrading, overstim and praise. tw: mdni. femdom. young ryuken (around the everything but the rain timeline). needy sub ryuken. overstim. degrading and praising. overstimulation. shibari/bondage. jerking off him to tears. nipple play. Somehow I remembered the song "But It's better If You Do" by Panic! and got inspired by it wc: 1.4k masterlist
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“I can’t believe you are here again, Ryu-chan…” “Mistress I beg you, one last time…”
The young doctor of silver hair and his broken heart; some people manage their problems with alcohol, some with drugs, other… with sex.
On his knees, he asks for one last service; for one last time. Again. Masaki has finally left for uni, but in reality, she only wanted to escape with Isshin. He couldn’t say anything, he was just like his “cousin”… but truth is, he loved her.
“It’s ok, Ryu-chan… please, your hands on your thighs. Now” you accede; it wouldn’t be wrong to guide him towards pleasure one last time. You were sure this time would be the last.
“Yes, my mistress” he shily pronounces, adopting the perfect submissive position. His soft doctor hands rest on his legs, his head down, his beautiful blue eyes shut.
Ryuuken needs, from time to time, to let someone else to take control of his body… and there you are, wearing the black boots that he likes the most.
“My dear Ryu-chan, you look so miserable lately… how could you be this pathetic, my sweet boy?” you ask, having fun as you degrade him. And the more you do, while caressing his pale cheek, the more his khaki pants tent.
You then proceed to take off his glasses. For this, he doesn’t really need to see, but rather feel. Softly, you let the frames on a table side, and then proceed to inspect the growing dark circles. You notice the soft smell of tobacco coming from his lips, meaning that he has started to smoke.
“Ryu-chan… have you been smoking?” you scold him, burying your long nails into his cheeks. His pouty lips are to die for, his eyes of pleasure and pain are the beautiful representations of yielding you adore.
He tries to look to the side; he knows he shouldn’t smoke. Specially, because of Masaki thinking a man looks cool while doing so. Ryuken is ashamed.
“I’m sorry my mistress… I couldn’t help it” he admits it, with blushed cheeks and hands that slowly slide from his thighs to his crotch.
You look at him up and down, with disgusted expression he can see very clear despite not wearing his glasses. You shake his head and then push him with enough strength to make him fall back into the ground.
Like a beaten animal, who is accepting his faith, he looks at you from the side. Teary eyes, as wet as the spot of precum forming on one side of his crotch. Ryuken is actively choosing to become a victim, a helpless creature to you.
Your sigh, acting like a mother who is more than disappointed at him. It is strange how humans tend to fall for the same type of abuse they suffer…
Your boot, of a dangerously sharp heel, lands in between his slightly spread legs. His crotch, absolutely dampened, gets avoided by barely a few centimetres. Haven’t been for your control, his sex would have suffered an irreparable pain… thing you aren’t sure he might want in the future.
“You are a disappointment to me, Ryuken. Such a young healthy boy ruining his lungs for a slut. Because you want that slut, but you can’t have her. You know that, right?” you spit, with overly mean tone. He likes humiliation, he likes to be degraded.
“I… know… but…” he mourns, tears falling through his cheeks; his short nails carving marks on the carpet of your room. He chokes back tears, sniffles, and stands in all fours, crawling to your leg. “Forgive me, Mistress. I will do anything”
You look at him holding to your thigh for dear life. His tears wet your black skirt. And his desperate attempts to be good enough for a feminine figure and also with great effort trying to look as pathetic as possible, break your heart. Even yours, a cold one, a heart that gets excited with his suffering can’t really stand to see a man that miserable.
“Ok, ok… calm down. Would you like mommy to tie you today?” you ask, showing him little hints of benevolence that spark in him the sweet smile of a cute kid.
“Please, please” he murmurs, as you wipe his tears with your thumb and help him stand up.
You guide Dr. Ishida to your bed and ask him to undress. You want him to wait for you absolutely naked. And exactly as you ask for, he does.
When you finally get the blue ropes, those you use for extra pressure on his beautiful milky skin, he gets excited. The more tight they get, the more marks he will get and therefore the longer they will last… Ryuken has the habit of watching the bruises slowly fade away, the same way the sanity in her mind does.
“Ok, baby. Now, let’s get you perfectly tied!” you chime, hitting your palm with the tip of the rope.
He flashes his ocean eyes in between his moonlight bangs, showing him why he is the perfect submissive. You are sure you will miss this man when he finally accepts he has lost Masaki Kurosaki.
You crawl to bed, playfully kissing the bridge of his right foot. Then, you proceed to begin developing the Shibari technique from his ankle to his thigh.
Soon enough, you are finished. You had tied his legs in such way he gets them spread open, with his shins against the back of his thighs. The soles of his feet are rubbing one against the other, and his hard, throbbing sex, dripping precum right on his belly.
You take a mental photograph of such a beautiful image; his skin becoming red, squeezed by the roughness of the ropes. His desperate façade, as you haven’t restricted his hands and still ordered him not to jerk.
You then, letting your ears fill by the symphony of his low whimpering, position yourself behind him.
“Ryu-chan, baby… rest your back on mommy’s chest” you command, receiving him in your embrace. The warmth of his skin against your breasts feels absolutely wonderful and not to mention the way his abs spasms do on your palms as you slide down your hand.
You grab his dick, while your free hand pinches his right nipple.
“Will you come for me, Ryu-chan?” “Ye-yes… ngh…”
You stop, and then pull harder for his nipple. “Yes, what?” you ask, annoyed.
“Yes, Mommy! I’m sorry!” he instantly pleads for mercy, even if the more you crush him in between your fingertips, the more precum he sprouts on the back of your hand.
“Good boy! Now, let’s cum!” you chime, kissing his temple from the side.
You begin pumping, with great expertise. Up, down, around. Sometimes, lubricated by his own neediness, tapping on his gland with no mercy. And as you do, you enjoy how he squirms in your arms, wishing to close his legs, being absolutely unable to do so.
It really doesn’t take much for you to make him reach the edge, where he is about to jump to the abyss of sexual eruption and melt in your arms. However, even if he does, you won’t let Ryuken rest…
“I am coming mommy…” he whimpers, biting his lower lip almost to the point of drawing blood from it.
“Are you? How much are you coming, Ryu-chan? Show me!” you laugh, pumping harder and stronger.
He begins moaning, louder. A man’s whimpering should be considered like a holy song of creation. Ryuken grips the velvety sheets underneath, squirming, marking his thighs more and more as he tries to close his legs.
And soon, the climax. His eyes turning white, the back of his head carving on your chest, his back completely curled.
“Good boy! Look how much cummies you did! But I think it’s not enough, I’m sure you have more left inside you!” you perversely exclaimed, as you keep jerking him off, overstimulating him to painful yet pleasing extents.
“I… I can’t… I can’t take no more!” he begins crying again, as you grab his face to kiss him and shut him up.
“Shhh shh! Let me see you squirt” you scoff, right on his lips even if you are pretty sure he is not even listening but rather fighting with death not to be taken to heaven or hell.
Little sprouts of clear fluid are finally pumped out of him, until you get satisfied. He is drenched in sweat. The commissure of his lips shiny with saliva. And the fluids of his orgasm pooling on his belly button, overflowing with every motion through the sides of his tiny waist.
You did well, Ryuken… now rest for a little time until you come back home to be the young Dr. Ishida and the last hope for the Quincy…
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If there was a hospital and all these fine ass mofos worked there I ain't being discharged ever. I will be sick all the time. *cough cough*
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elyonholic · 11 months
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BLEACH TYBW per episode    ∟Ep 11: “Everything But the Rain”
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drgarrisonandpaul · 8 months
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The Quincys Around Kids
Again, SUPER open to criticism, discussion, and additions. I love talking to people <3
Quilge: He hates them and he doesn't want to be around them, but he's not aggressive. Just stiff and uncomfortable. Like, maybe they bumble around and show him their toys and he just goes "Ohhhh, wow that's... that's greaaattttt." Honestly, he prefers teens. They can just mutually ignore each other.
Askin: Doesn't hate them, but also doesn't exactly "like" them. They're messy and loud and gross. He'll be a nice wine uncle though, bring them little gifts that their parents disapprove of like fake tattoos and clip-on piercings.
Mask De Masculine: He's the best possible Quincy you could ever leave your kid with. Mask can be gentle but he can just as easily be rough, depending on the kid. Wanna wrestle? Why not. He'll wrestle a three-year-old, but he'll have also have enough restraint to get on their level. Timid kid that just wants to draw? Heck yeah! He'll sit down at your Dora table and draw all day! Though... he might break the matching Dora chairs-
Nanana: Also a pretty chill dude to leave your kid with. He's probably going to sit back and just chill and play video games or board games with them. One of my headcanons is that he's a mathematician at heart because it just sounds awesome paired with his "Morphine Pattern" Grids. He'd be more than happy to help with math homework, whether it be addition, time, or (his favorite) graphing.
Uryu: He's awkward around kids. Like, he likes them, and he has a way with them. However, something about him just DRAWS kids towards him. Kids love this poor man, happy to play and draw and hang out with him, and he just stands there and lets them drag him away like "Uhhhh, okayyyy, where are we goinggg???" and then he's stuck playing barbies for three hours (he loves it)
Giselle: ... ... no.
Gremmy: He's being nice, but also the kids are terrified of him. If he finds a child that ISN'T afraid of him, they'll probably grab a huge box and play rocketship. Gremmy feels like a rocketship-player.
Äs Nödt: Horrendous with children. He's tried being timid, and proceeds to get walked on. He's tried being more intense, and proceeds to scare them. He can't really find a balance in interacting with kids so he simply... doesn't.
Jugram: Please don't leave your child with this man, he will show them around the Silbern and there are things in the Silbern that children should NOT be seeing. Like war things and his collection of knives (he's totally a knife collector)
Ryūken: We see how he is with Uryu. This man cares for almost nothing, he's dull and cold and doesn't really connect emotionally with ANYTHING
Bazz-B: One would think that because of his aggression and punk guy attitude that Bazz isn't good with kids, and they'd be wrong. He's awesome with kids. He'll take them on his motorcycle (he totally has a motorcycle and does donuts in Hueco Mundo), he'll get them some ice cream, and he'll buy them some Pokémon cards. They'll probably play Xbox all day, even if the kid can't figure out the controls
Bambietta: Might scare the kid even if she doesn't mean it, she's pretty intense and explosive, but with a kid that can match her energy? I can see her taking them outside and blowing things up with them, either literally or with little soldier toys, making mouth noises for the explosions
Yhwach: I mean... you COULD leave your child with this man. You shouldn't, but you COULD. Sure, they'd be alive and well and probably happy at the end of the day, since I can definitely see him being calm and level-headed and sweet with a child. But the kid might also have a new little baby Sternritter uniform
Robert Accutrone: He doesn't talk to the kid, since he doesn't know what to really say, however, he does make them pancakes and turn on Bluey or Steven Universe for them. Have a lazy day
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incorrctbleach · 9 months
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Masaki: [ trying to feel the baby kick ] Katagiri: Sorry this is taking so long. He kicked for everyone else. Ryuken: It's hard for the little one to preform under pressure. Isshin: Top 10 things Ryuken said on his wedding night! Masaki: Woah, it was small, but I think I felt something. Urahara: Top 10 things Katagiri said on her wedding night. Katagiri: [ starts laughing ] Ryuken: Stop laughing it Kanae. Isshin, Urahara, and Masaki: Top 10 things Ryuken said on his wedding night!!
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