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huecomymundo Β· 4 months
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Salutations! Welcome to my corner of the internet! I'm not new to tumblr, I've been around the block~ So here's what to expect from me:
Writing! Oc's! X Reader! This is a request blog! Send me your request, and I may or may not write it! I'm doing this for free, and will only have so many slots for requests.
This is an NSFW blog! If you are a minor, please do not interact with my NSFW or ask for it. You will not receive it.
Requests unspecified to be a: Drabble (short but sweet), Headcanon's, or a short story/scenario (full fics are not offered at this time, because that means 1000+ words and words are hard lol) will be randomly chosen by ~moi~ so if you want something specific, you MUST include it.
I only write x Male Reader or Gender Neutral for personal reasons. Besides.. There isn't enough Male Reader's out there. 😏
I'll have 5 slots open for requests.. Now, just straight up asking me a plain 'character x reader' is fine and dandy! but.. The more specific you are, the more I can write! Example: Kenpachi x Shy! Male reader going on a cute but embarrassing date (because Zaraki loves embarrassing him πŸ’œ) give's me more to work with since it gives me a set personality I can build around, instead of doing everything myself. Which I have no problems with!
You can request up to 9 character's max, but be aware that the writing will be shorter or vary in length.
It's acceptable to ask for:
-X reader (will be Male or Gender Neutral as a given.) Please specify if you want SFW or NSFW, and who's topping/bottoming in the NSFW scenario.
-Character x Character (Ships include: Kisuke x Aizen, Gin x Rangiku, Shunsui x Jushiro, Gojo x Geto, Yomo x Uta, you get it!) Self Inserts/OC x Character is something your better off commissioning me. I will not write your OC for nothing..
-Fetish writing (ex: Pregnancy/Mpreg, Cumflation, belly bulge, overstim, spit, more cum, bondage, all those lovely things.) If you have a specific kink you want written, then tell me about it.
-Fluff, Angst, or Slice of Life.. Etc. If you have something you specifically want, make sure to include it or you might not get what you want.
-An emotinally traumatic event. Such as death of a loved one, still birth, loss of a body part, so on. If it's anything extreme/beyond that, I will ask you to send me a DM/ask detailing on how you want me to go about it. I love writing about heavy subject's!
Don't be shy! I don't bite! This isn't an outline of what you should say in an ask, so don't worry if you go beyond what I've listed.
The fandoms I will loyally work for:
-Jujutsu Kaisen
-Bleach
-Tokyo Ghoul
They are a large comfort margin to me as I am the most familiar with their universes, and the character's. I've written alot of personal fics and original character's with these fandoms, and I will die for them.
There is also a possibility you will see another fandom guest star here, or someone might just be so convincing I'll write for another fandom~
It's a bonus if you ask for a character whom is blorbo- meaning I'll write extra for them! The one's with hearts are my utmost favorites.
Which I'll list!
-Geto Suguru πŸ’™
-KenjakuπŸ’œ
-Uta ❀
-Tokinada Tsunayashiro πŸ’š
-Toji Fushiguro/Toji Zen'in
-Ulquiorra Cifer
-Aizen Sosuke
-Kisuke Urahara
-Gin Ichimaru
Those are the faves~ If thou ask, ye shall receive..
You may also inquire about my Oc's! I don't think anyone really cares if I do or don't list them, so if your interested send an ask for one or all three of the fandoms, and I'll blab about my kids.. My very tall, older than me kids.
Now everybody's least favorite- The things I won't do:
-Anything relating to Fem! Reader. I'm a gay man, and I love men. That is my preference, I don't have to write what I'm not comfortable with. If your unhappy about that, oh well! It's my blog, not yours. (I've written it for asks before, if your curious. Please do not ask for it.)
-Extreme/Gross fetishes. Meaning- anything to do with scat, watersports, diapers, de-aging.. You get the idea.
-ANYTHING, anything relating to sexual assult. I will absolutely not write about rape and never will. Everything I write is consensual. I will write a scenario where it's a agreed upon act between the character's and part of the foreplay. Consent is given and a relationship is established. There is no 'one party wants and the other doesn't.'
-I will not write about Minors in any sexual fashion, because no. Absolutely not.
-Abuse. I will not write physically abusing someone. They can do all the drugs they want, drink all they want, but they will not raise a hand against their lover. You can ask for past abuse, but I will not write present abuse.
-I will not kill a character just because You don't like them.
-Anything morally questionable, if the character isn't already so. If it's out of character, you must negotiate with me. (Being morally questionable, for someone like say, Kisuke, to murder someone. I need a reason why he would do such a thing.. But OOC is not something you need to negotiate with me, and can be asked for. Such an example, is cuddly Tokinada. That's fine.) Dead Dove content is not my thing, sorry.
That's it (for now) of what I won't do.
If you have any questions/comments/concerns about anything, feel free to DM me or send an ask!
I'm open to chat, but as I have a life I may have spaced out posting and replies. If you are pushy about your request it will take longer! Feel free to send an ask about your request if you are unsure if I got it.
If you are mean/disrespectful to me I have every right to block you without warning. I will not tolerate hate directed twords me and my audience.
FOUR OUT OF FIVE SLOTS TAKEN: check the pinned post for wip update's! Please be patient because writing takes time and thinking. I take my time so I can give quality writing. Remember I am a person too, and have a life outside of tumblr.
SLOT 1- Byakuya Kuchiki x Gin Ichimaru Fic (WIP, ask received!)
SLOT 2- Sub! Byakuya x Dom! Reader (WIP, ask received!)
SLOT 3- Shunsui/Ukitake Comforting M! Reader who had a really bad day, and is snappy! (Ask received!)
SLOT 4- Shinji getting his back blown out (Ask received!)
SLOT 5- Enemies To Lover's Top! Tokinada x Male! Reader /history is tense btwn these two πŸ‘€/ (Ask received!)
If you want to commission me, it's a huge help! And will help me keep writing. You get a quality fanfic specially written for you, and I get to write for you. I also draw! I will write and draw for you for money. Prices are negotiable.
(Yes its alot of tags because I intend on writing, requests or no.)
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gloryhrs Β· 11 months
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━━ ⟑ π“Ÿπ”πππ˜ π“›πŽπ•π„, various. 🐩
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᧔π“ͺ᧓ π“±πœπ¬ 𝐟𝐭. ━━ Jushiro Ukitake, Shinji Hirako, Ichigo Kurosaki, & Toshiro Hitsugaya!
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iii. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 3/3 part of the animal s/o series!
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“π‡πˆπ’ poor old man couldn’t keep up with you, even if he tried. You were nothing more than an uncontrollable ball of energy he was married to. He would wake up to the sound of your fluffy tail hitting the floor nonstop as you stared at him and waited for him to wake up with a small pout on your face.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ”π‘ lips turned down even more at the sight of your white-haired husband, who proceeded to sleep peacefully. "Jushirooooo." You called out to him and poked his cheek as he groaned and opened one of his eyes. "Dear, the sun hasn’t risen yet, and you're ready to go outside?" He sat up and yawned. It was still dark outside, and you expected him to get up right away. "Mhmm!" You nodded your head cutely as your furry ears perked up in an adorable manner, which Jushiro couldn’t say no to. The white-haired man only sighed. He knew you were always up before the crack of dawn so you could get your day's work done and explore. "Fine, but when we come back inside, you have to go to sleep right away. Got it?" He pointed his index finger at you as you nodded your head once more. "Okay!"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π†πˆπ•π„π’ you stomach and head scratches anytime he has the chance. He never walked passed you without giving you a head scratch, he never gotten use to the fact that your foot tapped against the group rapidly when he scratches behind your ears.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 has multiple toys stashed away under his desk for when you come to spend the day with him, not caring about your duties. He would try to send you off, but you'd always give him your famous eyes and pout, which he couldn’t say no to. While spending the day with him, you’ll frequently play with the toys he brought you, which are pretty interesting.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§οΏΌ π“π‡πŽπ”π†π‡π“ your way of showing love to him was incredibly sweet, since you couldn’t verbally speak to him at times. He would wake up to you nuzzling your cheek into his while saying good morning. β€” "Good morning, dear." Jushiro's eyes softened at you sitting on his lap with your tail doing its usual wags. "Good morning!"Β 
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” almost put him on his deathbed earlier than he’d expected because of your careless behavior. He’d never forget the one time he thought you were killed and thrown in a lake because of your torn clothing. Only for you to pop your head out of the lake with a bright smile on your face. Jushiro didn’t give you a chance to speak before he pulled you out of the lake and dragged you home by your ear while chewing you out.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐈𝐍 order to drain your battery, the man sends you out on tasks and (easy) missions so you can tire yourself out. Once you've completed all the tasks he gave you, you’ll often come into his office and sit on his lap until he’s done with this paperwork. With his hand often rubbing your back and ears.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” stretched your muscles for the final time as you headed to your husband’s office. For the first time in a while, you were extremely exhausted. Once you reached the office door, you didn’t even bother to knock. Jushiro watched as you kicked the sandals off your feet and made your way towards him. Before he could say a word, you immediately plopped yourself down on his lap, your face snuggling into his neck. Jushiro chuckled and began to rub your back, putting you at ease. "I’m guessing you’re tired?" He grinned at your tired state, which made you nod. "Mhmm, let’s cuddle."
π’π‡πˆππ‰πˆ π‡πˆπ‘π€πŠπŽ.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐀𝐍 absolute love bug! You were both obsessed with each other. Shinji talked about you nonstop to his lieutenant, Hinamori, who only nodded her head and agreed with everything he said. οΏΌ
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’π‡πˆππ‰πˆ loved you dearly. But if he had the chance to strap you down to a table for a day, then you better believe he would. Everyone knew you gave your husband an unnecessary amount of gray hair from the way you acted. Your hyperactivity would get so out of control that Shinji would throw you over his shoulder and walk away from the scene. But no one has seen the man snap on you before because he couldn’t. Shinji knew that you meant no harm, and besides, there’s nothing wrong with having a little fun.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 never fails to make you blush because of his flirty attitude; the sexual jokes he makes towards you make you bury your face in your hands. Because you knew he was going to give you a hard time the following night. He’s the only one who was able to make you blush. β€” "Hey, babe, I got this tongue piercing for a reason. Wanna watch me use it?" "S–Shinji!"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 didn’t mind the fact that you had dog ears and a tail. He would often tease you by dragging his hands slowly down the tail, knowing it was one of the most sensitive parts of your body. Plus, he could have an advantage over you when you start to act bratty. With a simple tug of your tail, your behavior would straighten up immediately.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "πƒπŽπ'𝐓 give me that shit." Shinji's grip on the tail tightened as you tried your hardest to hold yourself up. You knew it was wrong to act like a brat in front of all those people, but you didn’t care at the moment; it was all Shinji’s fault. "Where’s that attitude now?" He used his index finger to tilt your head up, and once Shinji saw your glossy eyes,he immediately rolled his eyes. You always tried this sh*t when you got in trouble; it worked the first three times, but he was over that now. "Don’t give me those damn eyes; you knew you were wrong." His dark brown eyes glared into your soft e/c ones. Your h/c ears are flat on the top of your head.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐈 said sorry. I didn’t mean it." You muttered loud enough for him to hear. Shinji's glare deepened; your puppy eyes and scared look weren’t fooling him this time. He knew it was all an act you put on, so he would go easy on you when he was punishing you. "You said sorry? You didn’t mean it? I told you about this before we left, and you still went and acted out!" Shinji gritted his teeth at you. From the look in his eyes and the way his hand was now wrapping around your neck, he was getting more angry. Shinji let out a long sigh before removing his hand from your tail to pinch the bridge of his nose. Once you both make it back home, he’s going to demolish that attitude of yours. "I’ll deal with you later, understand?" His grip on your neck loosened as you nodded your head quickly. "Yes sir!"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 alone, you would put your chin on his lap (near his private area) with your tail wagging and an "innocent" smile on your face, and he almost lost it. It takes an entire army to hold him back from pouncing on you and turning you inside out in his office.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’π‡πˆππ‰πˆ groaned when you pulled on his bottom lip after the make-out session; the paperwork on his desk was now put to the side as his attention focused on you. From the moment you stepped into his office, his eyes concentrated on you and you only. His eyes watched as you slid down to the floor, now on your knees. Your chin now rested on his lap. He knew you didn’t want head-pats; you wanted something else. "I’m sorry, pup, but we can’t do it now." He gave your chin a light scratch as you pouted, your ears flattening with you. "Please, I want it now." You batted your lashes at him while he suffered from a heavy debate in his head. "Fine, but don’t make a mess like you did last time." His hand made its way to your hair and gave it a light tug with a whine leaving past your lips. "I–I won’t."Β 
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 perfect shoulder to lean on when you’re scared. Because you have sensitive ears and a fear of loud noises, he would always put noise-cancelling headphones over your ears and hold you against his chest while rubbing your back slowly.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 pain in Shinji’s chest caused him to wake up instantly; something wasn’t right. He looked over to see you curled into his side while whimpering, the tears in your eyes making him go into protective mode. "What’s wrong, baby?" He used his thumb to wipe away the tears from your eyes as the crackle of thunder caused you to sob and curl into his side even more. It took him a moment before the lightbulb went off in his head. You were terrified of lightning and thunder. He sat up from the futon while the thunder made another loud sound, causing you to yelp and bury your face in the pillow next to you. Shinji searched through the drawer for the familiar item until it came into his visionβ€”the noise-canceling headphones he brought just for you. He sat back down next to you with his hand brushing the h/c hair from your face. "Look at me, baby; it’s all going to be okay. I’m right here." He cooed in your ear as your tail started to unwrap itself from your leg. Once he saw that your grip on the pillow had loosened, he removed the object from your face and placed the headphones over your ears. You slowly opened your tear-stung eyes to look at your husband, who smiled softly and stroked your cheek. His eyes shined with nothing but reassurance and love. He wiped away the final tears before kissing your lips. You sniffled for the last time as you buried your face into his chest, sleeping peacefully for the rest of the night.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ ππ„πŽππ‹π„ wondered how Ichigo was able to keep you tame and calm in public, considering you were the same person who jumped from desk to desk every morning. But the secret was gum; once he thinks you’re getting out of control, he’ll pull out a stick. Which makes you calm down in a second. One minute you’re jumping all over the place, and the next minute you’re nuzzling your cheek into his arm while chewing on the piece of gum.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ πˆπ‚π‡πˆπ†πŽ has to tie a leash around your waist when you both go out in public. The number of times he lost you in public places was ridiculous! He not only had a leash on you, but he also had a tracker in the necklace he brought you for your birthday. The last time he lost you, a hollow attacked and almost killed you, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to let that happen again.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 teenager thought he was going crazy when his clothes started to go missing all of a sudden! Only to find out you had an entire stash in your closet, he took back most of his clothes. But let you pick out the ones you wanted to keep, even if they were his favorite.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐈 want this one! Can I keep it, Ichi?" You held up the white cardigan as Ichigo nodded his head. "Sure, but don’t get it dirty." He squeezed your cheek and proceeded to place the rest of his shirts in the suitcase. Yes, a suitcase. Ichigo didn’t know you stole an entire collection of his clothes. He didn’t notice until the only thing he had left was a shirt he hadn’t worn since he was fifteen. "You can’t keep that." Ichigo took the white shirt from your grasp as you pouted with your ears flattened. "Ichiiii, you can’t even fit that shirt anymore." You whined at your boyfriend, who sighed before throwing the shirt at you. Your whining was the only reason you got your way. "Next time, ask before you take my entire closet and run off with it." He lightly scolded you and pinched your cheek while you giggled nervously, knowing damn well you were going to do it again.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 of your clingy behavior, he would buy every strawberry plushie that came into his sight. You knew Ichigo couldn’t be by your side every second of the day, but that didn’t stop you from whining and crying for him. He would often check his phone to see over a dozen voice messages you recorded about how much you loved and missed him. The pictures of you pouting with the plushie pressed to your cheek made him want to drop everything and return to you.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 most of your free time watching the annual dog competitions with you. At first, he didn’t know why you were so addicted to the shows; his first thought was because you’re part dog. But once he sat down and watched the show, it was quite interesting. You would laugh at him when he scoffed at the bigger dog and won over the small dog.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 didn’t play when it came to your grades; he wants the absolute best for you and refuses to let you drop out. Since you both were in the same classes, he’d help you out with your work every time you called him. And he would spend the night at your house to make sure you completed your homework and did not slack off to watch puppy competitions. Every time you get a question right, he’ll give you a kiss and a treat <3.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” bit your lip at your boyfriend, who only wore a pair of grey sweatpants with a black tank top. From the moment you saw him, your tail started to wag at an immediate pace. You tried to focus your attention back on your homework, but his muscles were practically staring back at you. You snapped out of your thoughts when Ichigo tapped the paper with the pencil. "What’s the answer to number six?" He pointed the pencil at the sheet. "E–Erm, c?" You scratched your cheek as Ichigo nodded his head and said, "That was correct. Good job, baby." He used his index finger to pull your chin closer to his lips. The faint taste of the strawberry cake still lingering on his lips made you go federal; you wanted him so bad that your tail was now wagging faster than ever.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 only thing Ichigo disliked about you was your brattiness. He'd have to admit that he did take you everywhere and spoil you rotten. He didn’t care about the attitude you’d gain when you were both alone. But if you’re in public, then it’s a different story. He hated the way you would whine and stomp your foot at him when he said no, but he wasn’t like that partner who was afraid of putting the other in their place. Once you push his buttons too much, he’ll take you to the nearest alleyway or bathroom to straighten you and your little attitude out.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "π˜πŽπ”β€™π•π„ really been pissing me off today." Ichigo frowned and took your face into his hand, the pout never leaving your lips. You rolled your eyes at him and steered your eyes in another direction, which pissed Ichigo off even more. All this because he refused to buy you those nasty chocolate-covered bananas. You could feel the anger seething off him, and honestly, you didn’t give a damn. "Hmph, I don’t care." You shrugged your shoulders at your boyfriend, whose eyes widened for a second before going back to normal. Who were we talking to? Because it surely wasn’t him. "Repeat that for me." He removed his hand from your face and slid it down to your neck, his thumb pressing down on the sensitive part. You held back your whimpers and stood up straight, since you were starting to lean onto his chest. "Iβ€”I said I don’tβ€”ah" You whimpered when his hand made its way down to your tail, giving it a gentle stroke.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” started to pant when Ichigo used his hands to massage the sensitive parts of your body; if it weren’t for the wall holding you up, you would’ve been on your knees right now. Ichigo smirked. For someone who talked a lot of shit, it was extremely easy to put you back in your place. His hand that was on your tail was now trailing up to your waist. "What happened, baby?" He teased. Ichigo chuckled at how you attempted to speak, only for his grip on your neck to tighten. He leaned down to give your lips a kiss; his soft lips moving in sync with your plump ones felt like a dream. "Mhmm..." You pulled on his shirt when he started to suck on your tongue; the foreign feeling had you begging for more. His free hand wandered around your body and groped everything he touched. Your body belonged to him, so he could do whatever he pleased with it. After pulling away, he took his hand from your neck while a thick string of saliva connected you to him. You quickly looked away. Feeling ashamed at the fact that you folded for him within seconds. "I'm sorry, Ichi. I didn’t mean to act like that out there." You stared at your shows like they were the most important things in the world. Ichigo chuckled and pulled you closer by your waist, saying, "It’s fine. But just know I went easy on you because we were in a public restroom. Next time, I’ll make sure you forget how to walk."
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” and Toshiro were complete opposites. You were so smiley and happy all the time, while he was more of a serious and assertive guy. Multiple people were surprised when they saw Toshiro holding hands with you. How did Toshiro fall for you? The world may never know. You both were happy, and that's all that matters.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ ππ„π…πŽπ‘π„ you both go out into the public, he has to warn you to act right, or else he’s going to bring out the sandal. Plus, he can’t go three seconds without scolding you. But if you act right, he’ll give you head pats and buy you food.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π–π‡πŽπ„π•π„π‘ said that Toshiro wouldn’t follow you up on your shenanigans was completely wrong. This guy played board games with you, danced in the rain with you, and occasionally challenged you to a staring contest once in a while. To prove to you that he can last longer than you.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 are they doing?" Hinamori tilted her head at the couple, who sat crisscross on the ground while staring into each other's souls. "They’re having a staring contest. They’ve been there for ten minutes now." Rangiku whispered and took a sip of her drink. Hinamori watched as your ears perked up and your tail wagged, signaling you were excited, while Toshiro felt his eyes water at your adorable behavior. His eyes widened and his heart swelled when he saw your pupils dilate more and more. You didn’t think of this as a staring contest; you just wanted to stare at your lover. Toshiro’s watery eyes finally closed. "See! I told you that you couldn’t do it!" Rangiku laughed at Toshiro, who glared at her for a moment before turning his attention back to you. "Does that mean I win?" You innocently blinked your eyes at your boyfriend, and Toshiro felt his cheeks heat up at your angelic aura. Once you gave him that smile and head tilt, he would stutter every time. "Yes, you’ve won, darling."
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“πŽπ’π‡πˆπ‘πŽ didn’t mind that you were so lovey-dovey and affectionate with him. He loved waking up to your morning kisses and hugs. He couldn’t push you away, because if he did, then you'd keep coming back.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“π€πŠπ„π’ the place of the adult in the relationship, even though you are older than him. He cleans your mouth after you’re done eating, takes baths with you (so you wouldn’t get distracted or fall asleep in the water), and so much more. Not to mention that he’s extremely overprotective of you, especially when someone yells at you. Once your ears flattened, it was a signal for him to unsheathe his sword. It takes you, Rangiku, and Hinamori to hold him back from releasing the wrath of the person who yelled at you; no matter who he was going against, he was always going to take up your cause. β€” Β "Captain! Y/N said it’s not a big deal!" "I’m going to turn that asshole into ice sickles!"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 to let you hang around Rangiku or Shunsui when he wasn’t around. The last time that happened, you came to him drunk off your ass with a bottle in your hand. He wanted to destroy the two, but his mind told him otherwise; you were his focus, not them. But God wanted to destroy them.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“πŽπ’π‡πˆπ‘πŽ couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He watched as you stumbled around the room with a bottle in your hand while barking loudly. "T–Toshi!" You hiccuped and waved at your boyfriend drunkenly while Toshiro snatched the bottle from your hand and put it in the trash. He then grabbed your arms and began to lay you down on the futon, his mind traveling off to how he was going to punish Rangiku. "T-Toshi, I love you. You’re the best boyfriend ever. You make me so happy." Your voice slurred slightly, making ToshiroοΏ½οΏ½s cheeks turn pink. Even when you’re drunk, your love for him is louder than ever. "I love you too; now take this and go to sleep. I have some business to handle." He gave your lips and forehead a kiss. Rangiku is most definitely never going to hear the end of it.
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I’ve just been watching Bleach and in the credits to ep 118, Grimmjow gets called a Professor πŸ‘€ and now I can’t stop thinking about it…
So how about an AU where Grimmjow is a professor? Sorry if that’s too vague and random πŸ˜…
Oh no, that's not too vague. Thanks so much for suggesting. I always laugh thinking about certain characters being "responsible" adults esp when it comes to working with other people lol. I was so close to making Grimmjow a culinary professor, but it'd be too easy lol. I hope you like this!
CW: sfw, college au, gn! reader, cussing (bc let's be fr now), slight flirting near the end
There were so many signs that this class was going to be...not normal. However, when you gleamed through the professor reviews there wasn't anything out of the ordinary...well you didn't read them all. Mistake number one.
Mistake number two was not reading the syllabus (who does though) and showing up to class when it started--10am. There were a few people, but after waiting fifteen minutes, not even half the class was there and neither was the professor. After another fifteen minutes, you were starting to get a bit antsy and confused, but soon the rest of the class filled in. Then one guy came in with ripped jeans, a white jacket, shades, and a Monster in hand.
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Damn, this guy looks rough. I bet he was partying too hard with the new semester starting. You jumped when a bag slammed on the teacher's desk. You tilted your head as the man's shades came off, and you were met with blue-as-hell eyes and a grumpy expression.
It seems you weren't the only one confused.
"Hey! Class was supposed to start at 10! Why is the professor late?" one guy yelled from his seat. A few other students mumbled in agreement.
"Oi, why the hell are you yelling?! Too fucking early in the morning," the man barked back. You could feel his voice rumble in your chest. It sounded as if he had just woken up not too long ago either. The man went over to his seat and kicked his feet on the desk. He popped open his energy drink and went on. "Literally on the first page of your syllabus it says that class starts at 10:30 because 10 is too fucking early and I like my sleep. It ain't my fault the dean wouldn't give me a noon class, tch."
You couldn't believe your ears. This guy can't be serious. This is my literature professor? You didn't like to make assumptions about people, but the guy looked to be around everyone else's age and even if he did teach a class, with his attitude you'd think it'd be something...not like literature.
"Anyway, the name's Grimmjow. I don't really care if you call me Professors. That's your business. This is Global Literature of the 21st Century. I hate repeating myself so listen the first time, and I don't give out extra credit unless you drop off a 12-pack of these first." the man went on tapping the can.
You sunk it your seat a little. What the hell did I sign up for?
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After those first couple of weeks, you decided that you would do your absolute best in that class and avoid being a nuisance to that grumpy professor. Grimmjow definitely had a reputation on campus. Many students had a love-hate relationship with him--grateful for the extra time to sleep in, no bullshit, and the somehow rowdy yet engaging teaching. Definitely hate though for the teasing, cussing, yelling, and him being ready to chew out whatever dumb ass he picked that day.
So it certainly wasn't your best moment when the man practically ordered that you came to his office hours later that day.
You slowly opened the door to his office and met with the rather odd scene of your professor with reader's on his nose going over papers. For a moment, he looked really peaceful and actually almost professional.
"Oh wow, you actually fucking showed up."
And moment over.
You stopped yourself from messing with your elbows and nodded. "Uh yeah what's up, Grimm?" you immediately winced on the inside unsure of how the man would react to the unofficial nickname. But he didn't say anything.
He pointed at the chair, and you immediately sat. He rubbed his face and pushed the glasses off his head. "Look, I'll make this quick. Tell that idiot Jackson to stop stealing whole paragraphs from your papers or I'll break his arm."
You blinked. "Excuse me?"
There was that annoyed look again. "I'm not stupid. The guy has been copying sentences and paragraphs and piecing them together as his own work. He's already going to get in trouble, of course. But seriously, your work always seems to be included. Is he your idiot boyfriend or somethin'?"
The mention of a boyfriend flustered you a little even though you wouldn't dare consider that particular classmate. "Oh no uh- I'm single, and I kinda don't know how he's getting my assignments. I mean we do work together in the library but-,"
The man cut you off and waved his hand. "Okay, okay whatever. Just be mindful of where you're leaving your shit I guess."
You nodded then paused for a moment. "So I'm not in trouble?" You couldn't deny that being in front of the man made you nervous.
"Tch, for what? You're like one of my best students." Grimmjow easily said. "I actually think you know how to read a book and write. Some of these fools are using ai bots as if I can't tell." That was as close to compliment as you ever heard the man say. His face softened for a moment before he grinned meanly. "Well, I will give you some advice."
You weren't sure what it'd be, but you brightened up at the offer. "Sure!"
Grimmjow flicked your forehead before leaning back into his chair. "I got a rule that I don't go dating students, so you better fix how you keep eye-fucking me before I make it a problem." he snickered.
"What! I don'-,"
"Get out."
You squeaked before hightailing it out of the office--face warm and heart racing.
One thing you did know for sure though, you were certainly ready to see what type of problem your professor would give you.
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Grimmjow! I want more of you lol. Thanks for reading! I'll be here if anyone has any thoughts, prayers, or ideas haha
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exchangestudentnova Β· 9 months
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π‘©π’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π‘©π’šπ’‚π’Œπ’–π’šπ’‚'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓.....
means that
you're the only one who can run your fingers though his hair
he'll be gentle with you while he trains you to wield a sword
he will personally tend to your wounds and bruises
you find a number of sakura 'petals' dancing around you as you go
the 'petals' will readily deal with a threat coming your way in his absence
he'll allow you to choose the fishes to be put in his fish pond
he looks forward to you entering his office when he works
he will admit an embarrassing memory in the rarest event in the privacy of your own room
you will catch him being all prideful when others appreciate or compliment you
he's at ease when he sees you getting along with the other squad members
your jokes genuinely make him chuckle
he does his work at night to keep himself awake until you're ready to get into bed
he takes out time from his busy schedule to celebrate your achievements
he loves it when you rest your head on his chest
he whispers "I love you" in your ear as he presses a kiss on your lips under the faint glow of the lamp at night
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nakunakunomi Β· 6 months
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Hi Hazel ^^
Thank you so much for the Guy fluff, he's truly a sweetheart πŸ₯ΊπŸ’šπŸ’š Noticed that the Bleach part for the event is empty, so, if you don't mind me requesting the letter J from the fluff alphabet for Zaraki? 🀭
Thank you <33
If you noticed a pattern of me liking big strong and loud men, no you didn't xD
Henlo! <3 Thank you! I am glad you liked it!! I am happy to be writing some Bleach, even though the new anime is here, the fandom is generally pretty quiet on writing, so I am always happy to provide some! Enjoyy! <3 And don't you worry, i also have a type. altho mine is mostly dead guys TwT
2nd person. GN reader. No warnings.
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J - Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
Zaraki is a pretty confident person, and that’s the main reason he doesn’t get jealous easily. He is confident in himself and in your relationship, and he trusts you: otherwise he would have never started a relationship with you in the first place. So when he sees other people flirting with you, it generally works flattering: hell yeah, you’re a catch, and nothing beats the swell of pride when you turn down the flirting party. Of course you’re taken, and you’re taken by him of all people. Now, him being jealous does not mean he doesn’t get protective. He trusts you, but that doesn’t mean he trusts other people. The way he gets protective and how often he does so, entirely depends on you and how you handle unwanted attention.Β 
Are you the kind of person that likes attention, will happily receive compliments no matter the intentions behind them and then will still turn down any advances with a smile before going to sit closer to him? Or are you the type that gets a little uncomfortable, finding it hard to tell someone that you are taken, wary of the reaction you will get?Β 
In the first case, he’ll leave you be most of the time, although he’ll come stand close when he notices the conversation going on a little too long, almost like a silent threat. But if you’re of the latter category, he will step in much faster. No one should be making you uncomfortable. Don’t they see that you’re just too nice to tell them to fuck off? He will gladly do so in your stead.Β 
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bleach-your-panties Β· 3 days
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Let me ask you a question πŸ§β“οΈ:
DO YOU LIKE BLEACH ❓️
Have you been searching for a community of like-minded individuals that share your passion of creating multiple OC's, roleplaying, theorizing, self-shipping, and randomly shouting "BANKAI!" at any given time of day?
(Or is it just me? πŸ€”)
If you answered yes to any of those questions, come and join the Hoetei 13 @the-hoetei-13 !!
We still have many captain, lieutenant, and third-seat positions open.
There is a place for everyone here - writers, artists, self-shippers, readers; even if you don't fall under one of those umbrellas you'll still have tons of fun here!
AppπŸ—’
[Open to 18+ only. Minors not allowed at any time.]
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irlkisukeurahara Β· 9 months
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A jealous Kisuke Urahara? Hmmm... Here's what I came up with for that.
I could really ever think of what to do with this with a kinda x Reader thing, and I've never done one before, so hope it's not bad :)
Pre-established relationship, exclusive relationship with open-ended flirting boundaries. Cw for smoking I guess.
-Kisuke, at least for the most part, isn't usually the type of guy to get jealous. He's more of the guy that plays jealous.
-As in, he's pretty clingy and jokingly whines when you're looking away. So much so that it's hard to tell the difference sometimes!
-Minor jealousy or pure boredom both get that kind of response. It can get a little confusing.
-Even with exclusivity, the boundaries of a relationship with Kisuke are usually a little lax with flirting. But even so, the open-ended nature of a relationship may still open up to potentially jealous moments.
-Hell, he's usually so open about boundaries that he usually wouldn't mind if you actively flirted with people around him! Hell, he still smacks Yoruichi's ass from time to time.
-It's more or so when... He's busy, nose deep in whatever bizarre business he's working on, is the instance those kinda things may bother him. If he can't lean over and join in on your conversation, jokingly flirting with you and the other person, is when it spawns a possibly proper jealous territory.
-Picture Kisuke, in the other room. You two have well established that flirting with people who know it's not serious is fine. And you've done so with them plenty of times.
-But it's a bit different this time. He's always been okay with it, and he's actively encouraged it. As he couldn't even look up from his work or see you, it felt different.
-A little bit of a weight fell on his chest that he couldn't exactly understand. He knew they wouldn't steal you, but it still felt uncomfortable this time.
-Does he get up and have a proper discussion about this like a man, nay, a normal person?
-Nah.
-Kisuke is not a normal guy.
-Kisuke grabs the scraps of his current work, throwing something together and sending it off.
-He plays a practical joke. A little scrap metal birdie flies by you. A little flag with text pops out the side of it. Pulling the same commentary he always does in these moments.
"I can hear you ;)" "Don't make me join you xD" things of that nature.
-The two of you laugh, ahh Kisuke. He got back to his work, though his mind was still fractured 50/50 between this and his important work.
-If you went back to regular conversation with the other person, he'll finish his work quickly and gleefully return with a blunt between his fingers.
-He may be extra touchy with you for a bit, but that's to be expected with him. That time, he kinda gets over it quickly after sexual closeness and a smoke.
-If you decided to test this jealousy even more, he's taking his work and moving it to the room. Even when it would only make things harder.
-He would work much slower, slower than normal. His inner tension would die down a little as he entered the conversation, but a worry of feeling distanced started to creep in.
-You could spot it pretty quickly. Probably could make the connection that it was bothering him. The air around was very awkward for some time.
-With his work concluded and the other person gone, you talk honestly with him.
-While cracking a joke about it, he's at least halfway honest that he felt a little jealous. After going into more detail about it, you apologize for making him feel that way.
-After asking how to make it up, the heart to heart quickly is resolved with a jovial response. With the playful fanning of his signature fan in one hand and a cigarette in the other, he'll say he'll get over it with a night with you and you alone.
-You lit your own cigarette on his as they both hung out from between your lips (Stein x Spirit style) as he laid on your lap. His tension melts off on your skin. Unless the situation happens again, this won't permanently reside in him at all.
-The unexpected jealousy is resolved through a few long nights with Kisuke.
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shanksbaby Β· 1 year
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Hello may I request yandere aizen hc with human s/o ? For some reason I. Always think that when they call sosuke he melts right Away πŸ€“ thank you so much in advance
here you go!!
warning: yandere tones
Sosuke Aizen
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he had his eye on you when he was still a captain of the Soul Society. He had gone to the human world on a mission. nothing he couldn't handle: killing a Hollow that was slaughtering humans and shinigami. If it had been up to him, he would never have handled such a humiliating business for someone of his level, but he shouldn't give suspicion.
you were about to become yet another victim of the hollow when he saves you. When he first laid eyes on you, he immediately felt that he was attracted to you, and it was a new feeling for him. The only one he's fallen in love with is himself.
but since he is a scientist he decided to explore this sentiment, and every now and then he would take a peek into what you were doing, if you were in danger, who you were dating etc. Over time he realized he was completely obsessed with you.
he would occasionally follow you around the streets of your city, being careful not to be seen.
when he betrayed the Soul Society together with Gin and Tosen, he came to get you: now that he finally didn't have to pretend anymore with the other captains, you could finally be his. And also since he planned to sacrifice the city of Karakura, and you were from there, he absolutely could not allow you to die.
besides, there were so many dangers that you ran into in the world of humans. You're only human so you couldn't defend yourself from hollow attacks, it's best for you to stand by his side.
in broad daylight so he snatched you from your apartment and brought you to Las Noches. That you were scared was an understatement, not so much for Aizen but for the Arrancar present, who looked at you (most of them) with annoyance.
"Now, I expect you to treat Y\N with respect, after all they are my partner"
most of your time in Las Noches you spend in a large room that you share with Aizen, who occasionally comes in to check that everything is alright. Every now and then you asked him to go outside but he shook his head like you do with small children and explained that it wasn't possible.
then you discovered his weak point, every time you called him Sosuke, he fulfilled your requests with limitations though. It seemed like calling him that kind of melted him, so you started using this weakness in him to get things done.
be careful not to use it too often or it will lose its effect: being a genius, he will notice sooner or later. It is true that when it comes to you he loses his mind a little.
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bi-lil-guy Β· 9 months
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Part 3 Of Random Texting Au Thingies
Gn Reader Again
We Got Robin, Hiei, And Chad This Time <3
Also Used A Different Text Generator This Time
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merbear25 Β· 4 months
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Closet Musician - General Headcanons (SFW)
Synopsis: They think you're too shy to play for them, but it was partly due to you working on a little song, specially for them.
CW: None! Just fluffy goodness. No specific gender for the reader and fictional characters I headcanon. These can be romantic or platonic (whichever you'd prefer!)
fandoms included: Jujutsu Kaisen, Bleach, and One Piece
A/n: I've recently started relearning how to play the piano, and although my shyness is nowhere near as bad as when I played the guitar, I still get embarrassed knowing someone's listening. I thought it might be cute to imagine how they'd feel and react.
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the teaser
It's endearing to think how much you worked yourself up over it, although that doesn't stop them from lightly teasing you. The teasing wouldn't be towards your song or your abilities, since they'd be able to understand how hard you've been working on them. It'd mostly pertain to your reaction while playing for them. It would all be done light-heartedly, of course. They may make a slight joke about if you continue practicing like you have, there will be nothing left to tease you about. And where's the fun in that? ;P
satoru, zoro, renji, yoruichi
the encourager
They watch you fondly with a small smile. To see you come this far and to push yourself to perform in front of them brings them a lot of joy. Sitting patiently as you finish playing, they express their graditude with applause and praise. Even if you still look a bit unsure about how things went, they encourage you to keep at it and reassure you of any doubts that may be holding you back from reaching your full potential.
robin, choso, sanji, usopp, kento, nami, uryu, nobara
the fine tuner
Over coming stage fright isn't easy. They can respect the courage it took to push past it. Although they aren't particularly gifted when it comes to music, they couldn't help but notice a few slip ups here and there. Gentle tips are given to get past your fears and there might be a few others to help with keeping the pacing of the song.
suguru, megumi, ichigo, rukia, byakuya
the clueless supporter
They know nothing about learning an instrument or about which parts are off or on key. That would never stop them from being amazed at your talent. You only started learning how long ago?? Incredible! This is the first time you've performed in front of anyone?? They're in awe! You've likely inspired them to go out of their comfort zones. They feel so special.
luffy, yuiji, orihime, kasumi
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edengarden Β· 9 months
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F - The Fear
Synopsis: Quincies probably needed something to do when they weren't busy invading the soul society.
Characters: Γ„s NΓΆdt, gn!reader (not exactly a pairing but eh)
Content warnings: mentions of fear (i mean duh), ominous non-verbal threats, light mention of assault, description of mild gore (Γ„s' mouth), Γ„s fucking chasing you like you're a damn prey. This is kind of DARK CONTENT. Read at your own risk
Notes: WOW look who emerged from the fucking dead with content for the first time since what, february? I'm so inconsistent and I'd like to apologize to those poor souls who follow me.
Your heartbeat drums loudly in your ears. The sound seems to merge with the sound of your hurried footfalls as you run. Your lungs burn; your muscles ache for a rest. The adrenaline and lactic acid courses through your veins in a sick tandem.
Yet, no matter how far you run, how fast you run, it never leaves you. You haven't looked back to see if he was following you, but the feeling is still there. The feeling that makes your heart drum against your ribcage in pure panic. The feeling that makes your surroundings seem blurry, yet makes you all too aware of them. The feeling that has your throat tightening up so much that you can barely squeeze out squeaks of terror as you run for your life.
You can feel the way your limbs shake. Adrenaline and pure, primal fear should enable you to run like never before; to become swift enough to evade death itself. So why, oh why, does the flat ground beneath you feel so unsteady? Why do your ankles wobble with each footfall? Why do your hands tremble with each pump of your arms? And why did you not notice the corner you had run yourself straight into?
You're forced to a stop when you realize that there's nowhere else to run. Or maybe it's your brain that resorted to the mentaily of a prey you once were, millennias ago; meak and unable to evade its fate, no matter how much it fought back.
You can't even look behind you to face your predator. You know he's there; you hear his muffled, unhurried footsteps. You feel his presence. And the unfathomable fear that it instills in you.
He chuckles at your terror; of course he does. You don't expect any less from him. However, there's something a lot more scary to you than this man simply laughing at your fear. And that's what he has planned for you. While his stature isn't exactly imposing, there's something about his demeanour. Like he knows he's dangerous. And that's enough for you to fear him. To fear what he could do to you. The endless possibilities run through your head as quickly as you had ran earlier to try and evade him.
Unable to keep him out of your sight for fear of the unknown and the unexpected, your eyes flit towards him. The man is tall. Slender, with dark features that create a haunting contrast with his pale skin. His head is tilted to the side in an angle that's just enough to make him look disconcertingly creepy. His black eyes, that seem just a tad too big to be human, bore into yours. You can't see the bottom of his face, since he sports a black mask, but you just know he's smiling, or grinning smugly. Like nothing could satisfy more than the utter terror you harbor for him.
"Are you afraid?" He asks. His voice seems to ring throughout your head rather than in the air around you. It has your skin errupting into goosebumps. Or maybe that's because of this brand new feeling that just surrounded you; that of being held at gunpoint. Or something similar. Nevertheless, you can't find it within you to answer him.
Nothing about his posture had changed. Neither of you had moved, yet you feel this brand new sense of imminent danger surrounding you. You can't see anything, but it's as if there was instinctually something there. Something dangerous. It's the same feeling you get sometimes when you're in a dark room alone, when you're unsure if you're truly alone.
The man's eyes crinkle a bit at the corners. His smile underneath his mask must have broadened as he took in the way your face fell a little at the threat that must have been invisible to you.
You can't help but flinch when the man slowly brings a hand towards his face -- you only now noticed just how sharp his nails are. Those could potentially slit your throat if he so desired, you're certain of it. His fingers hook into his mask. And just as abruptly as he pulls it down to reveal the part of his face that was unknown to you until now, you feel something snap within you.
It nearly feels like you've been impaled, but you know you haven't; you couldn't have, because there was nothing for you to be impaled by. Or, well, there was nothing that you could see. Still, there's this sharp feeling within you. Like that of having been jumpscared, but it doesn't leave. It festers within you, and it sends your mind into pure, terrified frenzy. Your heart races and your rationality goes totally out the window. Your eyes land on the dark man's face and it does absolutely nothing to calm you down.
In fact, you completely freeze when you gaze upon the horror in front of you. The man doesn't have lips; his teeth and gums are bared, exposed to the air that seems to still around you. They're visibly dried out and cracked here and there due to the lack of moisture around his gums that constant laps of his tongue can't provide. The muscles in his cheeks pull nonetheless, as if trying to coax a smile out of him despite his lack of lips. It only creates a haunting grimace.
He may not have lips, but the sadistic glint in his eyes says it all; he's having the time of his life terrorizing you. He's so utterly enthralled with literally chasing you into a corner and reducing you to a small, quaking, terrorized ball of anxiety.
You can't take it any longer. You just want to leave. One way or another. Your head spins and the corners of your vision darken for a split second, and you dread what it hints at. The last thing you want is to become even more vulnerable to this man. But you want to leave. You want to leave. You need to leave. You want to get away from him. To get away from this overwhelming fear.
And despite what may happen to you after your vision fades, you can't help but cherish the sweet release of unconsciousness.
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gloryhrs Β· 11 months
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━━ ⟑ π“–πŽ π“šπˆπ“π“π˜ π“–πŽ, various. πŸˆβ€β¬›
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᧔π“ͺ᧓ π“±πœπ¬ 𝓯𝐭. ━━ Shunsui Kyoraku, Byakuya Kuchiki, Kisuke Urahara, & Uryu Ishida!
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i. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 1/3 part of the animal s/o series!
π’π‡π”ππ’π”πˆ πŠπ˜πŽπ‘π€πŠπ”.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ”'𝐕𝐄 been married to Shunsui for years and the man absolutely adores your cat ears and tail! He thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen. He tends to have a hard time keeping his hands off your tail because it was so soft to touch and your reaction when he tugged on it was priceless.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’π‡π”ππ’π”πˆ watched as your tail swayed back and forth, the man was trying his best not to pet it. He watched as you continued to snore peacefully on his chest. "Eh…they won’t notice." He spoke to himself while his hand reached for your f/c tail that was wrapped around your waist. Your silky fur making contact with his rough hands caused you to purr into his chest. Shunsui dragged his fingers down slowly until he wrapped his entire hand around the tail and gave it a light tug. After tugging on the fur your head immediately shot up along with your ears and tail as your fierce οΏΌe/c eyes started to glare into his soul. "Sorry sweets, I didn’t know." He put his hands up in a surrendering manner, which caused you to hiss and use your sharp nails to rip the sleeve off his captain’s coat. "I–I said sorry!"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒 with him were the best! You and he would always get into trouble from the constant napping and slacking off from work. There would be times when Nanao would have to split you both up so Shunsui could get his work done. Which didn’t work but was worth a try.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 cuddling, he likes to run his hands through your hair and brush them against your ear, which causes you to let out a faint purring sound. Every time you purr, his heart never fails to swell up.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 goes through hell and back to cut your nails. By the time he’s done, he already has multiple scratches across his face and chest. But you make it up to him by patching the countless scratches he had. After that, you’ll nuzzle your head into his neck as he holds you; he couldn’t be angry with you even if he tried.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 has plenty of marks on his neck from when you bite him when you get jealous. The number of times you’ve hissed at women for staring at your husband was mind-boggling. Whenever one disappears, you add a new one, you disregard sharing, no one can have him.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’πˆππ‚π„ you become bored easily, he would take you out to the garden and let you play around in there until he was done with his work. After that, he’ll find you asleep in the grass with a flower in your mouth and a bird in your hand.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’π‡π”ππ’π”πˆ would be lying if he said he didn’t find your behavior interesting. He thought it was cute when your knuckles kneaded into his back, he believed that you were giving him a massage but it turns out you were showing your love and contentment to him. <3 He also found it cute when you bump your head against his or rub your cheeks against his to show affection. Not to mention how you wait at the door for him to come back when he sent on tasks.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’π‡π”ππ’π”πˆ sighed and made his way back to his office. "I’m so tired." He muttered as he opened the door, and without paying attention, he tripped over somethingβ€”no, someone. As he rubbed his head, he looked over his shoulder to see you curled into a ball in front of the door. "Were they waiting for me?" He scratched his cheek as he crawled towards your sleeping body. His eyes soften at your sleeping state. Every time he leaves, you always take a nap to make time go by faster. "Kitty, I'm back." His hand petted your hair as you opened one of your eyes, which dilated at the sight of your husband. "Shu!" You jumped into his arms as he fell back from his sudden actions. "Were you waiting for me?" He sat up with you on his lap. You nodded your head quickly and bumped your head against his cheek affectionately, saying, "Mhmm, I didn’t know you were going to be gone for that long." Your ears flattened, and you kissed his lips. Shunsui felt an arrow strike him through the heart at your ears. "I’m sorry! I didn’t know either! I love you so much, kitty!" Crocodile tears left his eyes as he held onto you tightly, not letting go any time soon.
ππ˜π€πŠπ”π˜π€ πŠπ”π‚π‡πˆπŠπˆ.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ ππ˜π€πŠπ”π˜π€ had a love and hate relationship with your cat–like behavior, made because it reminded him of someone familiar. But he loves you either way; you make him so happy that words can’t explain it.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 loves when you visit him during captain's duties. He couldn’t count how many times you fell asleep on his chest without him noticing. He always tried to move you, but the sound of your light purring made it hard for him.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 would get the best chefs to cook your favorite fish-based meals. Oh, he loved it when your eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious food the chefs made for you.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐖𝐀𝐇! I can’t believe all of this is for me!" Your eyes sparkled at the sight of the buffet. Byakyua's eyes softened when you wrapped your arms around his neck to give him multiple kisses. "The best for you only, dear." He reached his hand out to pet your f/c ears, which caused you nuzzle you cheek into his even more. "Ah! I love you Byakyua!" You grinned at your husband who chuckled silently and picked up the chopsticks for you. This was the most excited he’s ever seen you. "I love you as well."
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“π‡πˆπ’ man also spoils you to the point of no return. Is that what you want? He'll buy it before you know it. If anything reminds him of you then better believe he's going to buy it! When you tell him that he doesn't have to buy all the things for you, he will immediately ignore you and go to buy something else for you.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π˜πŽπ” and he would spend most of your nights discussing the most randomized things. Like do you prefer to be a snail or worm? (Byakyua says snail). However, some of the questions you have asked him have put him into a deep reflection.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "π–πŽπ”π‹πƒ you rather spend the rest of your life with no legs or no arms?" "Simple, no arms." "Butβ€”" "Never-mind, I need my arms to use my sword. So no legs." "But then again…"
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 enjoys playing hide and seek with you! The sound of your laughter brings him happiness as he pretended not to see you hiding in plain sight.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐈 wonder where could they be?" Byakyua spoke out and began to scratch his chin. You watched as the man continued to look around the room for you as you hid under the table and held your hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t give up your hiding space. "I guess they’re in the next room? I need to take a look." He spoke again, then walked to the door. Once you heard the door open and close you slowly peeked your head from under the table, before you could make a move a hand grabbed the back of your shirt. Your husband's familiar scent caused you to sink into his grip. "Byakyua?! How did you find me?" You cried at your husband as he smiled at your behaviour. "I overheard you the moment I opened the door. It seems like you don’t have the ability to withhold your laughter." He laughed at how you were sulking, with your ears were flatting. "Not fair! Let’s play another round!"
πŠπˆπ’π”πŠπ„ 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π“π‡πˆπ’ guy is the ultimate cat lover, so imagine his reaction when he sees someone with cat ears and a tail! He couldn’t keep his hands off you even if he tried, just the sight of your f/c ears perking up and your tail swaying can make him swoon in an instant.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 extremely clingy and loving once it came to you. Once he wrap his arms around you for some cuddle time it was hard for him to let go, not that you mind or anything.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 they are." Yoruichi sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose at the couple snoozing on the couch. She knew something wasn't right when you didn't show up at practice like you said. Once she found you, she found you lying on the couch with your lover. "Huh? Yoruichi! What are you doing here?" Kisuke rubbed his eyes as the brown-skinned woman tried her hardest not to punch the shit out of him. This wasn’t his first time holding you back from training because he wanted to β€˜cuddle’. "I’ve come to see Y/n, only to find out they’re here. With you." She glared at him as he scratched the back of his neck.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 spends his free time building cardboard forts for you. The amount of time he spends on the fort is amazing, and by the time he’s done it’s the same size as a castle.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π’πˆππ‚π„ this man was a bit of a pervert then, so he would often buy revealing clothes for his eyes solely. οΏΌAnd when you try them on he’ll get you to do a spin, which makes him a bit aroused. The way the fabric hugged your body and the bell around your neck makes him want to pounce on you.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐀𝐒 an obsession with your thighs! When he sees you from a distance, his eyes are immediately directed at your thighs. It's one of his favorite places to put his head, and he wouldn't mind if you smothered it. As long as he died between your thighs.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 loves to laugh at you with the help of a laser pointer. He thinks it's the funniest thing in the world when you leap from wall to wall to grab the red dot. He also owns these feather toys so you can concentrate on him when you're not paying attention to him.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 you kitten constantly, there would times where he forgot your name because of the constant usage of the pet name. You’ve seemed to earn the name because you could shrink and turn into a kitten. Which causes Kisuke to carry your little body around all day in his pocket. <3 Often checks his pocket to see if you’re still in there.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 you okay in there, kitten?" Kisuke checked his pocket once more to see if his lover was still in there, he didn’t want to drop and lose you again. Your sharp e/c eyes opened and meowed loudly while using your paw to cover your eyes from the sunlight making its way in. "Ah, I’m sorry kitten." Kisuke chuckled at your adorable behavior you couldn’t talk in your cat form so he learned how to read your gestures and meows. Right now you were telling him to close his pocket and stop letting the sunlight in. You meowed once more as Kisuke scratched his cheek, "No need to curse now!"
π”π‘π˜π” πˆπ’π‡πˆπƒπ€.
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β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π”π‘π˜π” was the sweetest when it came to you. He thought you were the most valuable thing he ever had. Just thinking of you, his heart can melt in a few seconds. Every morning, he called you so you could prepare for school on the phone. He just wanted you to shrink so he could carry you for the whole day <3.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 couldn't count on his fingers or his toes the many times he lost you because you went to take a nap somewhere. He remembered vividly how he panicked when he realized you weren’t by his side anymore, it felt like he lost a pair of diamond earrings in the ocean when he lost you. But with help from Ichigo, Orihime and Chad, they found you lying in a tree near his home.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "π‚π€π‹πŒ down Uryu! We’re going to find them." Ichigo deadpanned at the teenager who checked under every pebble in the park while mumbling curses under his breath. "Shut up!" He snapped at the orange-haired male who glared at him before rolling his eyes. He’s never saw Uryu so upset over something before. "Where was the last time you saw them?" Chad watched as Uryu climb tree to tree looking for you. "When we were walking back from school! I looked away for one minute and they were gone!" Uryu exclaimed as Orihime helped check tree after tree. Orihime tilted her head at the foot hanging out of the tree, she walked closer and closer only to see you snoozing in the tree while wearing your boyfriend’s jacket. "I found them!" Orihime pointed to the tree as Uryu traveled quicker than the speed of light. "How did they even get up there?" Ichigo gazed into the tree at your sleeping body. "It’s not important! Now help me get them down."
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐎𝐍 the weekends he does nothing but spend the day snuggling up in bed with you, with a book in one hand while the other scratching your ears continuously. But once you crawl on top of him he would quickly put the book to the side so he can cuddle you properly. οΏΌ
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π”π‘π˜π” didn’t want you to lift a finger, which explained why he did almost everything for you. From tying your shoes to carrying you around the building. Plenty of people found your relationship adorable, considering they never thought of seeing someone like Uryu carrying someone around school the entire day!
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ π‹πˆπŠπ„ Byakyua, he’ll spoil you endlessly. Since you’ve became his lover he made you his number one priority and brought you everything you wanted. Did you want that new scratching post? He’ll buy it with no thoughts behind it. Seeing you happy was more important than anything in the world.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 he’s busy with hollows and what not he leaves your favorite toys around and plays your favorite music that puts you to sleep in an instant. Once he comes come he’ll see you sleeping with a pillow against your chest, wishing it was him instead.
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ 𝐇𝐄 makes the cutest clothes for you! Not to mention he loves making cute matching hats for you during winter, the look on his face when he sees you wearing his designs always made you laugh. Almost everything in your closet was made by Uryu, when people asked where it was from you always said your boyfriend made it for you. <3
β™‘ π“ˆ’ π“ˆ’ ΰ­¨ΰ­§ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 they . . . matching?" Ichigo poimted at the couple who wore the same hat along with the same jacket. Orihime eyes sparkled at the sight, she considered you and Uryu to be the cutest couple in the school. "Ah! Look at L/n–san’s ears! Do you see them?" Orihime pointed at your ears poking from the hat because your ears Uryu cut two holes in the fabric so your hair wouldn't have to struggle and be kept away. "Here you go, my love." Uryu passed the hot chocolate to you with your eyes lighting up. Uryu eyes softened at your lovable behavior, "Thank you Uryu!" You took a sip of the warm chocolate drink as Uryu’s cheeks heated up slightly. "It’s no big deal, I only get the best for you."
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Β© gloryhrs, 052723. β€” notes and reblogs are appreciated! (β‰§βˆ‡β‰¦)
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oddeyevibes Β· 1 year
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Uryu w/ A Soul Reaper S/O
(Gender neutral)
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You two met when Uryu and the others invaded the Soul Society to rescue Rukia.
You two had faced off in a grueling battle and you had found yourself interested in his abilities as a Quincy.
To you, he was like a completely different life form. Eventually, when he and Orihime was captured, you were constantly visiting him.
He hated it.
You had been constantly asking him questions about his culture as a Quincy and he told you all he knew.
He tried to pretend he wasn’t, but he was warming up to you and you could tell. Through you, he warmed up to the Soul Society more.
Ichigo was a Substitute, Rukia was on fugitive status for a bit but you were basically a normal Soul Reaper.
Of course, when a group was chosen to go to the human world after Aizen’s betrayal, you volunteered.
While he was flustered by you and your colleagues’ sudden appearance, he had offered you a place to stay, much to Ryuken’s displeasure.
Ryuken (at his big age) was a combination of being extremely rigid but also courteous. It was such whiplash and Uryu was SO embarrassed by it.
For Ryuken, on one end: you’re a Soul Reaper and while he despises Quincies, he also despises Soul Reapers. On the other end: he sees how much his son is fond of you and he wants for him to have something even somewhat normal for a life. Which meant letting him have this puppy romance. Even if, in his mind, this was doomed to fail.
Lucky for y’all, he was just being pessimistic and ended up being wrong.
Uryu taught you how to sew and gifted you a cute stuffed animal and he loved the look on your face when he gave it to you.
If you’re good at sewing, you make something for him and he’s touched. Like GENUINELY touched because he’s never had this type of affection shown to him. He keeps it.
Even if you’re not good at sewing, the sentimental value he has in your….precious monstrosity can’t be trumped. He keeps it and if someone tries to mock it (Ichigo for example because he can’t read the room), Uryu defends it. (Rukia also comes in with a chair because she knows how it feels when Ichigo mocks her hard artwork lol.)
Your official relationship with Uryu starts not too long after the arrancar attack Karakura Town but it’s not sunshine and rainbows, as much as you both wanted to be.
It was basically a long-distance relationship on steroids. You had a duty as a Soul Reaper and your duties kept you in the Soul Society.
It was heart-wrenching for Uryu because if something went down in the Soul Society, he’d hear about it late and probably hear from you even later. οΏΌ
You would always take every chance to come and visit him and he’d always pamper you.
You two get to a point where you don’t need a piece of paper from either world to tell you you’re married or whatever. You just both know that you’re committed to each other.
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exchangestudentnova Β· 8 months
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π‘©π’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π‘Ήπ’†π’π’‹π’Š'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓.....
means that
he finds it comforting when you trace his tribal tattoos
he'll occasionally put his glasses on your head because he thinks you look cute with them
he is willing to better his kidou skills if you teach him
you get to style his hair however you like
he will teach you how to wield Zabimaru
the two of you walk together hand in hand while visiting his old home in Rukongai
he wants to accompany you everytime you have to go out on official duties
he'll be super protective of you
you listen as he rants about that day's work
you hug him to comfort him
the two of you can be spotted buying groceries in the human world
he plans all of your dates before letting you know about them
you two share the smallest details of almost everything with each other
he'll try to cook for you but fail terribly
he says "I love you" when he trains and you decide to wipe off the sweat off his body, all the while holding eye contact
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hollowfyshunsuikubo Β· 10 months
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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.
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Pairing: Yandere!Gremmy Thoumeaux x GN!Half Quincy half shinigmi reader
Genre: Yandere, Headcanons
CW: Yandere, Possessive Gremmy
Requested by anon: May I request a Yandere Gremmy with a shy half Quincy half Shinigami reader that was sent from Yhwach for Gremmy to keep as entertainment?
all you were was some entertainment toy for a Sternritter you never knew of. your highness have said is to keep the guy accompanied and basically to not make him go ballistic
you didn't expect much when you stood in front of his door but due to your shyness you just kinda stands there without doing anything because you were anxious until Sternritter V opened the door to see you
" I was expecting you "
after that it was both a hellish yet fun time. he acts like a kid at times due to how naive he can be but he also is very dangerous with the things he makes you deal with. like running from monsters and people he created solely to hunt you down as he watches and laugh and chuckle about it and walked away from scene and makes you suffer. he thinks it's very funny how much you cry from fear with the things he randomly pulled at you
but like they said.. kids can be pretty possessive with their toys, and that applies to Gremmy. he don't really like when you interacted with any other people other than him and people that you need to talk with. but due to your shyness he didn't have to worry about such considering.. you don't really talk that often already and you're more talkative with HIM.
Gremmy when jealous will makes you suffer even worse with his imagination. is a way he calms himself down and pleases himself, seeing your tears makes him happy
Gremmy also really likes to be close to you. and if he wasn't able to he'll create up a clone and send that clone to follows you around to protect you or whatever he said whether you're strong enough to protect yourself or not.
he'll treat you like his favorite toy yet like a princess.. it depends on his mood and how you'll act and behave that day.. but mostly it just depends on his mood
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