#gin ichimaru x reader

[muzansfangs]

How they eat you out.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Ichimaru Gin x f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dom!aizen, dom!gin, dom!kisuke, sub!reader, oral sex (f!reader receiving), dirty talk, slight degradation kink, spanking, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, praising kink;

Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

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Sosuke Aizen.

When Aizen wants to eat you out he will specifically ask you to lay on your back and let him take the lead. How does he enjoy feasting on you? With your legs draped over his shoulders, his slender fingers gripping the plush of your thighs both to keep you in place and drive you mad. The cute whimpers leaving your mouth, as his tongue swirls around your bundle of nerves for the sake of his sadistic side, make him go nuts, albeit he would never let you know about it. You want more, your hips bucking up as breathy pleas roll out of your tongue, when Sosuke locks eyes with you.

“Beg” he huskily demands, his hot breath fanning your dripping heat.

Chest raising and falling erratically, you shoot a desperate glance at him, teary eyes boring into his dark ones, as you give up. Trying to front, or display difiance with him will only grant you hours of torture and you are in no position to endure more teasing from him. He is unbothered by your bratty attitude most of the times, his annoyance showed off in the way he drags out your orgasms only to let you utterly unsatisfied in the end.

“Please, please, Sosuke, make me come! I can’t take it anymore!” you whine out, your bottom lip wobbling as he grins up at you, his mouth leaving open-mouthed kisses down your inner thigh until he reaches your aching cunt.

“You are lucky I am in a good mood” he states, before his mouth dives back between your legs and his lips wrap around your throbbing clit.

You moan loudly, your back arching as you squeeze your eyes shut to focus on the heavenly sensation he is blessing you with. He sucks onto it, his fingers digging into your skin, and you are more than sure that tomorrow morning you are going to find bruises in the shape of his fingerprints on your thighs. But it is worth the pain, this pleasure is something only he can provide you.

When you gasp for the overstimulation, he dips his tongue into your core, his thumb reaching up to your clit and pressing onto it in circular motions. At this point, incoherent words leave your lips as you squirm and your toes curl. He does not even care about the fact that your legs are now squeezing his head.

Looking up at you from behind his dark eyelashes, Aizen replaces his tongue with his index and forefinger and curl them inside you, having no trouble in reaching that sensitive spongy spot within your inner walls. You squeal out in pleasure, your jaw going slack, as your body jolts up for the sudden stimulation.

“Let me taste you, darling. Let me drink from you” Sosuke murmurs, his voice soothing and contrasting with his lustful and lewd gestures.

You cannot retaliate, replying is impossible at this point. When his tongue begin to twirl around your abused clit again, while his fingers thrust in and out of you in a depraved melody of squelching sounds, it is time for you to give him what he wants.

You arch your back, sinful moans filling the room as your orgasm rips through you and Sosuke is quick to withdraw his fingers, now glistening in your essence. He leisurely sucks them clean, before lapping at your core so sensually your body twitches.

“You’re so beautiful, when you’re fucked out” he comments, kissing his way up your stomach until he hovers over your writhing frame.

When his hand reaches down to unbuckle his belt, you know he is far from being done with you.

Gin Ichimaru.

This man is a real menace. He loves giving you oral more than receiving. While he is prone to do it pretty much at any given occasion, he has a thing for bending you over his desk and eating you out from behind. No matter how you many times you try to object that it is degrading, he does not give a damn about it.

He loves the control he has over your body, his large, calloused and bony hands spread your rears as his tongue explores your core deeply, until you bang your fist onto the wooden desk and squirm around under his ministrations.

“Stop squirming, little girl, or I might have to give you a punishment” he chides you, lapping at your folds assiduously.

Sweat beads your forehead, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip as you whimper and, when he deliberately bites softly at your lips to earn a reaction from you, there is nothing that you can do but try to stand back up. Gin obviously sneers, his hands pushing you back down onto the desk as he delivers you a rather brutal spank. A cute yelp erupts from your throat, eyes widening even so slightly, as he slips his hand between your thighs to cup your sex.

“What a naughty little minx you are… What was that, huh? You are clearly asking for a punishment, you little masochist” Gin taunts you, smirking as his long fingers plung into your arching core without much of a warning.

You are dripping, your nails scraping the wooden surface of the desk as Gin watches the way your face scrunches up in shameful grimaces expressing your pleasure. It is not enough, he wants to really leave you thinking about this little session you are having for hours, before you are going back to work for your Captain.

“Gin! Fuck— Please, please, I can’t take it! I need t-to come” you beg him, as he kneels back behind you and pulls his fingers out of your entrance.

“Yes, you can. Now shut your pretty mouth and let me enjoy this pussy before you go back to Aizen” the Captain of the Third Division says, before delving his tongue into you and making your eyes roll to the back of your skull.

Your body is trembling, he can feel it, and the way your walls clamp down the tip of his tongue are a clear sign that you are close to your climax. A presumptuous smile gracing his thin lips, Gin does anything in his power to help you reach your climax. With a flick of his tongue, you scream out his name and the smirking snake below you is ready to collect your juices on his tongue.

Once he is done, he glances down at you and playfully spanks you again, leaning down towards your ear “Come on, let’s get you all cleaned up. I don’t want to hear Aizen complain about how messy you looked at the reunion” he teases you, earning a groan of frustration from you.

But, as much as you despise the way he drives you mad, Gin Ichimaru has elicited reactions from you no one has ever made you experience before.

“I’m coming” you whisper, standing back up for real this time.

“Again?” Gin jests, only for you to grasp a slipper and throw it at him.

Urahara Kisuke.

Listen to me. If he was about to die and he was granted one last wish, this man would be asking for someone to sit on his face. He enjoys, no, he adores eating you out. He could spend hours between your thighs, savoring your essence over and over again. But if you just sit on his face, he will not make you regret your choice. The way you whimper and cry out his name from up above makes him literally hard.

“Kisuke, gosh, that’s— ah!” you struggle to find proper words to describe the way he gradually making you crumble down at his feet. His tongue is relentless in the way it twirls and swirl around your bundle of nerves, or the way it hastily dips into your core to collect each and every drop of your juices not to let them go to waste.

“I know, kitten, I know… Just let this old shop-keeper lavish your pussy. I am so hungry, I swear” he whines, hands sprawled over your hips to help you keep your balance. While he is clearly in command, even if he apparently does not seem to have the upper hand, this lazy man might even ask you to help him in the said task.

“Ride my face, baby, come on” he rasps out, palming himself through his pants as you cannot help yourself but slowly start to move your hips at a sensual tempo.

He groans, eyes close as his lips, teeth and tongue work together to help you reach your third orgasm. Your muscles burn, you are on the verge of collapsing for the powerful and draining waves of pleasure he has made you experience, but as you cry out in pleasure again you realize he has ruined you forever.

No one is going to give you oral the way he does.

“Fuck! Fuck! K-Kisuke, I’m—” you chime then, a scandalous high-pitched tone of voice piercing his ears as you increase the pace of your tempo. You are so close, so close to bathe him into your juices once again and he is eager to taste you as if it is the first time.

“Yes, princess, just like that! Come for me, good job, baby” he utters, smiling in ecstasy as you whimper and your orgasm leaves your mind blank. His tongue viciously laps at your core, a guttural sound leaving his throat in the meanwhile. He is so glad you exist.

As you pant and climb off of his face, muscles aching and eyes closed, Kisuke humms and jokingly squeezes your thigh before tugging his pants down his legs and smiling.

“If you want, we can try a sixty-nine now” he breathes out, wiping his chin with the back of his hand and making you chuckle softly in return.

You love that pervert shop-keeper so much.

tags: @electronicwitchcollection @aizenwifey @stygianoir @brittscafe my way to apologize for the late updates❤️

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[sashi-ya]

𝑩𝒚𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒚𝒂 & 𝑮𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒚, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒔/𝒐

🏹 request: anon. For the January requests !! I wanted to ask if you could write some Byakuya and/or Gin head cannons for what they would be like with an s/o who seems to be a degenerate and is constantly acting kinky, only to be inexperienced when it comes to the real thing :> //you can ignore this if you want I just wanted to see your take on it 🥰 🏹tw: mdni. headcanons for byakuya and gin reacting to a kinky but pure reader. soft depictions of sexual matter. edit: I changed the banner, cause I was informed Gin's previous picture was a fan art. I honestly didn't know, since the style looked exactly like Kubo's art. I'm sorry!

ᴋᴜᴄʜɪᴋɪ ʙʏᴀᴋᴜʏᴀ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

🩰 “How could they? How could they be that degenerate?” that’s exactly what he asks himself before discovering how hard he is. There is something about avoiding repression that gets Byakuya going. Not to mention how attracted he is to your face and how he imagines it tinted in pleasure expressions.

🩰 Every time his s/o makes some type of “kinky” commentary, every word reverberates inside of him hitting against “the barriers” he voluntarily choses to build. His frown gets even more serious, but his lips separate with warm air passing through them. He is glad his pants are that flowy, or else his hardness might start showing.

🩰 At first, he will not proceed. The more “kinky” commentaries you do, the more disapproval his look will show. But then, there will be a day in which he won’t be able to hold back much longer…

“Captain, why are you showing so much of your chest? Isn’t it a bit… improper? Or are you trying something with me?” you ask, knowing damn well the more you tease him, the madder he gets.

“Is none of your business. It’s summer. Is hot” he mutters, fixing a pile of papers he has just finished reading. He is right, his office is becoming steam hot, and you are not sure if it’s because of summer or his sole presence. In any case, you see him squirming just a little, giving you the impression he is uncomfortable with the clothes he is wearing or maybe his body.

“It is, since I’m getting horny because of those collar bo-“ you try to keep going between laughter and giggles, but his shunpo is faster than anyone and your hands and belly are now pressed against the desk. His body topping you, his hardness grazing your ass, his mouth breathing so close to your ear. You swallow, after all this time he has finally woken up… but now, what should you do? You have no idea…

“Since you are that horny… why don’t you let me fuck you right now, right here?” Byakuya whispers, in between panting, with the menacing tone of a man that has been holding back for so very long. It is so weird to hear those words coming from his lips, but they definitely make you shiver.

“Bya… Byakuya-sama, I… I seriously- I was joking… I have never, ever… done this” you excuse yourself. Should you let him handle this? is it the moment in which he discovers your purity? Yet, it sounds so well to let him take it.

He stops pushing you against the desk, slowly helping you to stand up. Lovingly turning you around, kissing your lips so carefully.

“I know you are the purest flower of my garden… you pushed my limits, I should have behaved, and for that I’m sorry” he mumbles, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“No, Byakuya-sama. Please take me, show me, enlighten me, and punish me”

ɪᴄʜɪᴍᴀʀᴜ ɢɪɴ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

🦢 Gin is not as patient as Byakuya. He won’t let you mess with him for too long, because he will definitely take advantage of your attitude. He knows very well, as wise as he can be, your true nature. You can’t fool him. Gin is not an innocent man.

🦢 He discovered that you were inexperienced way before you could even realize. All this time, he has only been playing dumb.  

🦢 He in fact, will try to push your limits even further, even to the point where you could be publicly exposed for such “indecency”. Some sort of humiliating game that really, really gets him hard and drippy.

🦢 During one of those weekend gatherings, where captains, vicecaptains and soldiers get together to have some sake fill their veins, Gin pulled you closer to him. He remembers every word you said before coming, all the things you joke you wanted to do in the bathroom.

His long fingers, cold and bony, curled around your waist. He kept pulling you towards him, to the point you finally sit on his lap.

His nose, also cold, buried in the crook of your neck with him inhaling your scent. His closed eyes, were shut tight. His lips, planted a sweet kiss on your skin. Before the eyes of everyone there, a depiction of lustful immorality was about to be shown.

“Since you are such a degenerate, why don’t we show them all, all the things you want to do to me?” he asks, very low, in your ear. His hand, snaking down your pants, relying only on the table to cover it up.

“Gin… I- I swear, I don’t- I didn’t mean it” you desperately try to whisper back, this is not the place… nor anywhere else for that matter.

He laughed. He laughed at you.

“I know, I know.. I was just joking. I know you are not exactly what you seem to be. Look at you, all worked up! How fun!”

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[brittscafe]

Hiii! I got a crazy idea but it could be funny! What about the one bed trope but with Aizen, Gin and f!reader together? 🫨

lmao, I loved writing this so much <3

Your blood runs cold as you're sandwiched between the two soul reapers. Your heart rams against your chest and Gin glances over at you.

"Something wrong, y/n?" Gin asks, a sly smirk across his face. You gulp and shake your head.

"No, I'm just sandwiched between two idiots," you sigh out, running your hands over your face. Aizen lets out a tiny chuckle and shakes his head.

"You said there was enough room for us," Aizen points out.

"Yeah for one of you. I'd figured one of you would at least take the couch," you suggest, chewing on your bottom lip.

"But we all fit. There's no need to banish someone to the uncomfortable couch," Gin shrugs his shoulders.

"Whatever. You snake, don't touch me. And you...you traitor, don't touch me either," you speak through gritted teeth, pulling the covers up towards your chin.

"Whatever you wish, y/n," Aizen chimes out, a grin tugging on his face. You close your eyes and slowly lull off into a sleep.

It's early in the morning, the three of you still in your sleep. Gin and Aizen's arm are throw over your back. Your head is nuzzled into Gin's chest and your legs are sprawled over Aizen's.

Your eyes slowly flutter open and they widen. The warmth of their bodies is drowning you.

"God, I am so over this," you groan out, pulling the covers over your head.

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[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

Anything We Want (Sosuke Aizen x Arrancar! Reader x Gin Ichimaru)

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Fandom: Bleach

Warnings: threesome, finger sucking, finger licking, finger fucking, face fucking, fellatio, hair pulling, double stuffed, doggy style, cum eating, cum swallowing, throat fucking, 18+ content in general.

Rating: 18+

Summary: Since you were Aizen's most dedicated Arrancar follower, Aizen and Gin both knew you couldn't resist their offer.

Harmony: I have been thinking about how hot a threesome with Aizen and Gin would be. So, I decided to do it! You're welcome. Also the reader will be female presenting in this fanfic.

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You were a very intriguing specimen, not only that you were also one of Aizen's most trusted arrancar followers, You were swift, cunning and you performed every task at hand perfectly and gracefully. Some could argue that you were more trustful and loyal than Ulquiorra himself. Of course you never took to stride, you were just here trying to find a place in Las Noches since you refused to go and live in the barren wasteland you called Hueco Mundo.  You had seen too many horrors from there and living in Las Noches was like living in a fairytale compared to there. 

It wasn't just your usefulness that had interested Aizen, it was your beautifully unique looks and your loyalty that had also attracted him as well. Everytime you would bow to him and leave the room Aizen couldn't help but wonder… what if? 

Gin had also had the same thoughts about  you as well, the only difference was that Gin was more straightforward to his interest in you rather than Aizen. 

"My, My, y/n you look rather stunning this evening." 

It was awkward, hearing Gin's flattering words directed towards you. He knew how to make you blush, but soon after you began to react to his constant flirting, giggling at him.  

All Aizen could do is watch as the two of them banter,  hearing and watching you laugh as Gin flirted with you, you didn't know it but there was a change in atmosphere every time he witnessed the two of you like this. 

It was rather annoying, and he had to do something about it. 

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You bowed in front of Aizen, looking up at him afterwards, waiting for him to say something to you. 

"y/n."

"Yes, Lord Aizen?" 

Aizen stared down at you, his brown eyes were intense, you were becoming rather uncomfortable  with him staring at you like this. Did you do something wrong? 

"Do you enjoy being served under me?" He asked you bluntly, you were quite confused as to why he would ask a question like that so abruptly. He was never really the one to ask these kinds of questions to anyone, not even Ulquiorra. 

"Of course, you're a wonderful leader." You genuinely said to him, watching him smile down at you. 

"Is that so? How interesting." Aizen simply said to you, getting up from his throne and making his way towards you until he was only a couple feet away. 

His demeanor was intense, probably because he was your ruler and certainly not because of the strange feelings you get whenever you're around him. 

"Tell me, y/n." He leans into you, his hot breath fanning your ear as he whispers to you. "What do you think about my lieutenant, Gin Ichimaru?" Your eyes shot wide open, having flashbacks of Gin's constant flirting and you giggling at him. What can you say, he knows how to flatter you. 

"I expect my followers to answer me immediately,  I will say it again, what do  you think about lieutenant Gin Ichimaru?" His voice changed, sounding a bit more stern. You gulped, a blush formed on your face, you weren't exactly sure how to answer it yourself but you had to tell him something and quickly too. 

"I Think lieutenant Ichimaru is a kind man." You paused for a moment before adding something else, "He knows how to do his job.He also has interesting color hair and a very distinct smile." Aizen could only chuckle, taking one of hands and twirling your hair in his long, lengthy fingers. 

"Is that all? You don't have any unknown feelings for him?"

You tilted your head in confusion, how can you really understand what feelings are? You never really understood the concept of lust or attraction but you guess this would be closest to it. 

"I.. wouldn't say that I have feelings for him but he certainly is an attractive man." You admitted to him, watching his hand move from your hair to the side of your face, rubbing his thumb in circles which caused you to quiver, not use to this kind of feeling before. You knew there was a slight shift in demeanor, did he not like the answer you gave him? 

"You admit it, you like Ichimaru?" Aizen questioned you, clearly irritated. with your answer. This made you even more panicked, "I-i mean, it's not like that… I wouldn't say that I like him like him, he's attractive but you are also!" You covered your mouth with your own hands, embarrassed with what you just blurted out. 

Sosuke couldn't help but chuckle, before he could say anything. You heard another voice from across the throne room. 

"My my what an interesting little interaction I am witnessing." You both looked up, both pair of eyes meeting Gin's. He had his signature smile on his face, his movements smooth as he walked up to you both. Aizen simply frowned, glaring at his subordinate. 

"What do you want, Ichimaru?"

Gin could only chuckle, "I was just making my rounds around the castle, nothing to it. It's not like I overheard the very interesting conversation you two were having."  Gin stood on the other side of you, your back facing him.  He then places his hand on top of your head, patting it gently. You jumped slightly, completely uncomfortable about having two very attractive men being so close to you. 

"And what do you find so interesting about our conversation?" Aizen was not pleased, he almost seemed like he was jealous. 

"Oh you know, how you are trying to figure out if  y/n has any interest in me or not." Gin removed his hand from your head, creeping his fingers down to your neck and all the way down your back. You shivered at the sensation, your face turning pink, flustered by his intimate interactions. 

They both glared at each other, the tension between them was building up, it was clear that they both wanted you. 

You squirmed your way out from between them, taking a few steps back from them, the closeness was becoming suffocating and you had no idea how to handle all of this.  

"I-i think you both are very attractive men and I am flattered that you both like me but arguing isn't going to solve anything." You watch as the two men glanced at each other, their eyes then meeting you again.

"You're right." Aizen said to you, making his way towards you with Gin following suit. Aizen placed his hand on your cheek, staring into your eyes lovingly, while Gin stood behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, placing his chin on your shoulder as he snickered at you. 

"Then to solve this problem we will both have to take you, here and now." Gin hummed into your ear, his breath tickling your ear,  your eyes widened as you figured out what they both actually mean. "You mean…all three of us together?"  They both nodded in unison. 

"That's correct, how do you think it will feel, the  both of us indulging  you?" Gin asked seductively, whispering in your ear, 

You blinked, astounded that they would offer something like this, it sounded almost bizzare. 

Aizen lifted your face by the chin, his chocolate brown eyes bore into yours, "Do you want to, darling?"  Your eyes widened at the nickname he gave you, no one ever called you anything like that before. If you had a heart you were sure it would be beating fast by now. 

"I-i don't mind at all…" You shyly admitted, your face as red as a tomato.

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Gin and Aizen both chuckled, transporting you into one of the extra's rooms that Las Noches has. Aizen and Gin both walked up to you, Gin standing behind you and Aizen facing you directly. 

"Now, shall we begin?" Aizen smiled down at you, you nodded your head, excited but also quite nervous. Aizen leaned in to kiss you on the lips sweetly, while Gin lean forward, leaving trails of tiny kisses  down your neck. You shivered in response, not used to the sudden feeling of lips onto your very cold skin. 

"You're so cold my dear," Gin said into your ear, chucking seductively into it.. You felt a sudden pinch on your bottom lip, not realizing that Aizen nipped at it, causing you to yipe in response, giving Aizen a chance to insert his tongue into your wet cavern, exploring every inch of your mouth. You moaned into his, suddenly enjoying the feeling of him dominating you with his lips and tongue. Gin then begin to nip at your neck, softly at first then harder as your moans begin to resonate throughout the room. The pain and pleasure that the two of them are causing made your pussy slowly becoming wetter, you were becoming more excited each moment they both touched you. 

 You begin to feel your clothing slowly slip off as Aizen disregard your shirt while Gin took care of your pants. You weren't completely exposed since you had a normal pair of bra and panties that were under your arrancar uniform, but still it was a little bit embarrassing to be this exposed to them. Still, they didn't care at all and neither would you. They begin to  kiss every inch of your exposed skin. It felt comforting and also erotic to you, feeling your cold skin slowly becoming warm with arousal.

You begin to whimper, your mind on overdrive from all the stimulation they were giving you. 

"You poor thing, you must be so touch starved." Aizen said to you, placing a hand on your cheek. Your eyes bore into Aizen chocolate eyes, you were hypnotized by them, but also Gin's flirting didn't help at all. "You don't need to worry, we will take care of you, every inch of you." Gin hummed, slithering his hand all the way down to your clothed nether region, his hand lightly patting you gently, then removing your panties to the side so he could insert his finger inside of you. Aizen begin to take a handful of your boob, gently cupping it into his hand, You leaned your head back, letting out a tiny gasp, this gave Gin the opportunity to bite your neck hard, leaving another hickey on your already adorned  neck.  Aizen didn't take heed as well, ripping your garment that was covering your breasts completely off of you, then immediatly leaning down to lick and nips at your already hardened nipples which sent shock waves throughout your body. 

You moaned out in pleasure, that was the only thing you could really do as they both began to work yourself up. Gin hummed innocently, inserting two fingers inside of you, the stretch felt amazing. "You're so wet for us, y/n. I bet you taste just as sweet as you look." Gin said to you seductively, taking one of his arousal covered fingers and licking them clean. "I was right, you taste divine, now how about you have a taste yourself?" Gin took his other coated finger, placing it in front of your lips. You were hesitant, should you really be tasting your own arousal? It seemed a bit…odd. Aizen looked up now completely intrigued. "Yes, I think it would be a wonderful idea, be a dear do that just for us.." Aizen ordered you. You were still a bit nervous of doing it but you were expected to do it because  orders were orders. You stick out your pink tongue in front of Gin's finger, first taking a tiny lick, then you begin to slowly swirl your tongue around it, taking his fingers completely in your mouth, sucking the arousal completely off his fingers. "Good girl." They both said in unison. 

"You look so sexy, cleaning my fingers. What would be hotter is if you're fully exposed to us." Gin then slid your panties all the way down your legs and onto the floor. It was awkward, but you couldn't deny how much you enjoyed the look of interest in their eyes. "You would  look perfect if you got down on your knees for us." Gin ordered you, as Aizen nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's right, get down on your knees for us."  Aizen had ordered you, his voice was sweet and silky, which made it easier for you to oblige. You did as you were told, looking up at Aizen, waiting for his next order.  Gin, now standing in front of you and right next to Aizen grinned down at you, "You look so gorgeous like this, down on your knees for us." Aizen said to you, leaning down to gently touch your cheek. 

You leaned into his touch, feeling some kind of warmth in your empty chest. What could this feeling actually be? You weren't sure but if Aizen and Gin wanted to provide more of it then you wouldn't mind at all. " Do you trust us with everything in your being?" Aizen asked you, his eyes never leaving yours. You nodded your head, you would do anything to please them both that's what arrancars actually do. "That's wonderful to hear, what we are going to do next will be a bit uncomfortable but just try to relax and remember to trust the both of us." Aizen's voice was soothing and comforting, you weren't exactly sure what they both had in mind but you promised them both that you were willing to give them all of your trust.  "Now come over here." Gin ordered you, taking his index finger and motioning you over to the bed. You started to stand back up, until Aizen placed his hands on your shoulder, keeping you in place. "Good girls stay on their hands and knees.  You need to crawl over to Gin, this shows that you are dedicated to the both of us." You nodded your head,"Yes, Sir." You said to him, you didn't notice but those words made Aizen's erection grow. You  leaned forward so you were back on  your all fours, crawling over to Gin who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving your naked form.

 It never showed but both of them really enjoyed the view. 

"Good girl, now unzip my pants and unsheathe me." Gin ordered you, his foxy smile never leaving his face as he watched you,   you didn't question it as you unzip them, ignoring the intense stares from both of the men. Your eyes widened as you watched Gin's length sprung to life. It was long, thick, and hard just for you. "You look so intrigued, why don't you touch it?" Gin hummed, smiling wide at you. You had no idea how to react to this, you had never seen anything like it before and you weren't sure how to correctly touch it. "Go on, do as Ichimaru says and touch it. Make sure you grip it tight and pump your hand up and down to pleasure him. If you do it then I will give you a reward as well." Aizen had encouraged you, but the words sounded very stern and dominating. You nodded and hesitantly gripped Gin's lengthy cock, slowly pumping up and down. You heard a slight gasp escaping gin's lips as you slowly pumped it, "Don't be shy my dear, grip me tighter and go faster." Gin said to you, you tighten your fingers around his length moving your hands up and down, you could feel his cock getting harder with each touch, pre-cum now leaking from it. "Why don't you have a taste?" Ichimaru said, referring to pre-cum that was leaking down his shaft. You leaned forward, taking out your tongue and slowly licking the tip to clean off Gin's cock, enjoying the taste of his essence. "Good girl, slowly take him with your mouth." Aizen ordered, his hands creeping down to your wet arousal, rubbing the outside of your lips. You begin to tense up at the sudden sensation of Aizen's warm hand down there. "Be careful, do not use your teeth, if you do you will be punished." Gin said to you sternly, he did not look amused one bit, quite annoyed. You wrapped your lips around his cock, sucking on it gently. You begin to breathe through your noise heavily, you wanted to moan out loud as Aizen inserted another finger into you. He begins to expertly play your clit, making sure to change the speed from fast to slow.  You had to remember, do not bite his cock and breathe through your nose. You bob your head faster, sucking on Gin's cock harder.

 You were sucking on his cock like your life was dependent on it, but your mind couldn't just focus on him, you busy trying so hard not to moan out with pleasure as Aizen pleasured your hungry cunt, with his long, expert fingers. You were leaking with arousal and the scent was all over the room. Your eyes scrunch up from the intense pleasure from Aizen. You were a bit too distracted right now, your movements from Gin's cock started to slow down. "Tsk tsk seems like you are too distracted by Sosuke pleasuring you. I guess i will have to take matters in my own hands." Gin gripped the back of your hair, harshly pulling on your hair. You moaned out in pleasure, a huge trail of drool dripping from your mouth all the way down the floor. Your whimpers were loud as Aizen continued to ruthlessly pleasure you. the pace of his fingers never seized, by now there were three of them inside of you and he angeled it to where his fingers hit your g-spot. Right before you could moan again Gin stood up and quickly shoved his cock right back into your mouth, pulling on your hair hard as he began to thrust himself into your mouth. Tears begin to form on your lips as he relentlessly fucked your face, not caring how hard he was doing it. "I can't let you have all of the fun." Aizen said smoothly, removing his aroused cover and from inside of you,  licking your arousal clean from his fingers. He then unzips his pants and pulls them down as well, his cock springing out from it, hard, and pre-cum already leaking from the tip.  He then carefully shoved himself inside of your empty aching hole, your muffled moans were almost inaudible but you were moaning so loud from pleasure and overstimulation. Everything was so cloudy as you were being ruthlessly filled from both ends, a whole sympathy of sex echoed throughout the room, you were helpless, but it was something very erotic being used just like this that made you so wet and yearn for more. "You're such a good girl taking both of us so well, letting us use you how we please." Gin's compliment was very flattering, which caused you to to unintentionally clench around Aizen's cock.

 Aizen moaned out in pleasure, he then began to thrust deeper inside of your wet cavern, grabbing onto your waist tightly. Your muffled moans echoed out as both men roughly fucked you from the front and the back of you. You can feel the erotic ache that was building inside you grow, you were getting to your climax which was clearly apparent as your arousal started to drip profusely around Aizen thick member. The same goes from the saliva that was dripping down from your mouth all the way down to your chin and onto the floor below you. Gin pulled your hair tightly, his thrusts becoming very sloppy as he was about to cum along with Aizen who's thrusts were almost as sloppy as Gin's. You can feel both cocks throbbing profusely inside of you, their hands gripping tightly around you as both came inside of your occupied holes. The Taste of Gin's cum and the warmness of Aizen's felt so euphoric you came right after the two, causing you to squirt all over Aizen's cock and all over the floor. The aftershocks hit you as Aizen pounded into you hard,  loving the feeling of your wetness all over him. Gin shoved your head farther down your throat making sure you take every last drop of his cum. After everything was finished and muffled your cries of pleasure had seized, Both men carefully removed themselves from you.  Now you laid there, tired, wet and limp. Gin crouched down to the floor so he could get a good look at your fuckout face, which looked beautiful on you. "My my you certainly took everything so well,  I am quite pleased." Aizen, now standing right next to Gin in front of your form nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are right, you certainly are a special little servant." Aizen bent down to gently pat you on the head, the feeling of his warm hand felt comforting and you never wanted his hand to leave you.

"We will have to do this again another time, I'm sure that you won't mind that." You looked up at both of the men who were both staring down at you, looking at you expectantly. You slowly nodded your head. 

Because somehow you didn't hate having this experience afterall.

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[bleach-your-panties]

Idk if I’m a moot of urs bc it doesn’t show up on my side but I did wanna ask if I could have a tag when u answer my asks ?

also an unrelated request, how would the bleach men (Izuru, Renji, byakuya and gin, but you can add any other characters) react to having an S/O uncomfortable with their thighs being touched because of past trauma ?

You should be, because I'm following you! Tumblr makes me fucking sick, I swear. No worries, I will assign you one!

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Izuru would understand wholeheartedly and quickly remove his hands from your thighs (if he even had the nerve to put them there in the first place.) He definitely asks permission before touching you anywhere, though, especially somewhere intimate. Encourages you to seek out counseling and even volunteers as a listening ear, totally judgment-free.

Renji would be a little confused when you shrink away after he casually places a hand on your thigh as you sit next to him, but once you explain the story he will be very understanding and also get upset and want to destroy whoever or whatever made YOU upset. He hates to see his loved ones in pain. He is also extremely supportive and now he's even MORE protective over you.

Byakuya wouldn't touch you there first without permission because he has manners, and once you divulge your reasons he will solemnly nod and then leave the conversation as it is, unless you want to tell him more. He listens quietly, gently squeezes your hand as a show of support, and informs you that you can always come talk to him.

Gin would be very curious about the story, but won't press you for more information; he's fine with waiting until you're ready to tell him. If you do, you'll slowly notice how his forehead slightly crinkles and he opens his eyes into small slits to look at you, but don't worry, he's not mad at you; he's fucking pissed at the situation that's caused you this trauma. He wraps a gentle arm around your middle and pulls you into a soft hug, resting his chin on the top of your head.

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[nymphoheretic]

Nymph: more bleach men incoming! This time Gin Ichimaru!

Synopsis: You’ve been a brat to your husband long enough, so now Gin has to punish you.

Warnings: Gin has a Kansai dialect, Brat Tamer!Gin, spoilers for Gin’s eyes, impact play, spanking, Gin calls the reader “Angel”, implied sex

Word Count: 1.1k

Pairing: Gin Ichimaru x f!reader

Tags: @tokyometronetwork @linpunny @sailewhoremoon @bizarrebankai @blueparadis

You know better than to test Gin’s patience for long. Your husband is always so unusually calm about things. His fox-faced look never seems to leave his face no matter how hard you try to brat to him. He would just smile down at you and hold one long, slender finger to his lips. You had simply thought that he would forget about it like he always does.

But you were wrong. Oh so wrong.

Coming home one day, tired from work. You had hoped Gin had already run you a relaxing bath, but was met with him sitting on the bed, his normally closed eyes open to show a sliver of those chilling blue irises. You swallowed dryly. Gin never opens his eyes unless it was something serious. “Gin...” Your voice was a soft whisper as you locked eyes with him.

Gin spreads his legs and pats his right thigh. “C’mere, Angel.” His tone was low and left no room for you to say “no.” “Strip out those clothes, too.” He watches as your throat bobs as you swallow again. Icy blue eyes never once leaving yours as you slowly remove your clothing. “Ah, leave the heels on, dear.” He coos as he crooks that single finger at you.

You nervously shuffle over to where he was sitting on the edge of the bed. As you move closer to him you could see the plastic paddle that rests next to him. “G-Gin...” You whimper out. It’s been so long since he has given you a punishment that the mere sight of the toy intimidates you. “I’m sorry for being a brat.”

A soft chuckle leaves him as his smile returns, his eyes closing once more. “I know, angel. But I’ve let ya’ go long enough without a punishment. Fourty-five times in fact.”

Your eyes widen. Was...was that everytime he would silently shush you for your behavior? You didn't think he actually kept count. Oh who were you kidding? This was your husband, Gin. He was always just a few steps ahead of you. With a dry swallow when he crooks his finger at you, beckoning you to bend over his knee, you move closer to him. “Please?” You try again to plead with him.

“Angel.” His voice was quiet, low, and stern. You were going to get your spankings and you were going to enjoy them. Once you were close, he gently wraps his long fingers around your delicate wrist and pulls you down over his lap. His smile was back on his lips as his fingers ghosts over the curve of your rear. “Such pretty skin and I get ta make it red.” His fingers lightly trace over your pussy lips, feeling you jump in surpise before he reaches for the paddle. “Count them, fer me, pretty. And don’t make a mistake.”

You knew not to brace yourself for the first impact of the plastic against your skin, but Gin never gave any warning as to when he would bring it down on your flesh. You flinch when the paddle strikes you and quickly count the first smack. By the twenty-fifth strike, the pain turns into pleasure and you let out a lewd sounding moan each time Gin would spank you.

Gin stops for a moment, his fingers tracing over the redden marks on your thighs and plump rear. Each strike was perfectly aimed and he demonstrates perfect control over his strength. “My my, are ya gettin’ turned on from this?” He glides his fingers through your soaked folds, spreading them apart to watch the strings of your arousal drip down them. “This is supposed ta be a punishment.”

He looks down at you, his smile still never leaving his lips as he tilts his head. “I’m waiting fer an answer, Angel.” The paddle cracks against your skin lightly yet still firm enough to draw another keening moan from your supple lips.

“ ‘m sorry, Gin. It feels so good though” You babble out, lifting your hips for more of the “punishment.” You whine when he takes too long. There were still ten left. “Baby...please? I need it. I’ve been such a brat to you.”

Gin’s lips spread further, his eyes crinckling just a bit as his sadistic tendencies begin to rise. “Ya need it? Then this isn’t a punishment anymore.” He traces his fingers down one thigh, the rough pads gliding over the soft flesh and up the other. His other hand grabs the paddle once more. “Maybe I should put more strength inta these last ten, yeah?”

Before you could even reply back, he raises the plastic high above his head and smacks it soundly against the back of your thighs. You let out a piercing cry from the shock of how much stronger than impact was against our skin. The flesh was throbbing as the pain settled in. Tears pooled in your eyes as the pain spread from your nerves.

He smacks the paddle against you in a quick series, stopping just before the last one. “My, you’re still getting so wet from even this?” Gin dipped his fingers back into the sticky pool of slick that gathers at your entrance. He spreads your juices over the back of your thighs and rear before bringing his soaked fingertips to his mouth. “Hmm...sweet. Just like dried persimmons.” Gin opens his eyes, showing those crystal blue irises that never fail to entrance you when you look into them.

“One more ta go, pretty Angel.” He lifts the paddle once more, only to drop it when it nears your flesh and his hand makes contact. Gin grabs a handful and begin to knead the flesh firmly. “Fourty-five.” He moves his hand to your hair and pulls you up so that you were straddling his lap. Gin pulls you down to meet his lips in a greedy kiss. “Ya did so well fer me. Taking yer punishment.” He feels your wetness seep through his clothing, leaving a damp spot on the crotch of his trousers. “I suppose I should fuck you now, hmm? How does that sound, Angel?”

You eagerly nod your head as you grind down on the bulge you felt growing harder underneath you. “Please, Gin. I need you so badly.” You let out a squeak when he suddenly reversed your positions, his pants already down to his knees to free his erection as he pressed your thighs to your chest. You cry out when he rubs the head of his cock through your slick folds.

Gin coos down at you as he slides inside with one smooth thrust, his heavy balls tapping lightly at the redden flesh of your ass. “Who am I ta deny my pretty little angel?”

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[thewritetofreespeech]

pt 2 of falling into their s/os boobs w byakuya, gin and rukia ? shuhei in the first part LMAO

Byakuya

His dedication to his work is his downfall

With Renji off on a mission, he must rely on another officer to assist with the paperwork. Their buxom figure a trait lost on him as long as they work hard

Diligent, Byakuya rushes through the paperwork as they had it to him. And when he turned to receive another pile his face landed squarely in their cleavage

He is mortified. But with his typical Kuchiki cool he scoffs once with an, “apologies.”

The captain then chooses to handle all his own paperwork on his own until Renji comes back, and has a much better reason than his standard aloofness to stay in his office all day until then

Gin

If you don’t think that sly fox planned this, then you’re about as dumb as he thinks you are

Cleverly disgusted (as always) as one of his innocent gestures, Gin would try to pass you in a hall and suddenly trip on his captain’s robes before you

Falling over with a ‘oh no…’ he would have no choice but to use the ballistic safety of your bosom

Using their bounty to cushion his fall as, as a captain, he couldn’t have his face or haori marked by such a clumsy fall

He would of course play it off like a happy accident. One that is somehow your fault, which he quickly forgives

Rukia

Being a petite woman all her life, Rukia has been a little envious of other ladies with large breasts

She always plays it off as they are ridiculous, and her slender frame is a much better form for her Shinigami duties and fighting. But she is still jealous

After a particularly long day of work together, she and some of the others go out to drink. Her well-endowed friend glomped her in a big, drunken hug after one too many

Trapped between her breasts and strong arms, Rukia can only flounder red faced as she tried to get away

Maybe large breasts had their own fighting advantages after all

(part i)

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[rosemary03]

I've seen a lot of "roommate" posts, but let's make it more fun and see what perverted roommate Gin ichimaru is like! 😽♡

Nsfw. (perverted gin, mentions of alcohol) part 2

Roommate! Gin, who knocks on your bedroom door every morning to ask what you want for breakfast, he does it with no problem! Although he sometimes embarrasses you because although he always asks your permission once he entered while you were changing (in fact he passed more than once).

Roommate! Gin, who was a bit quiet at first but over time he began to talk more and make shameless jokes on you, he likes to see how you get confused and pretend innocence with his double meaning, oh he knows that you perfectly understood his jokes!

Roommate! Gin, who loves to be flattered, tell him how good his perfume smells or how handsome he is today and you will see how he will be chasing you around the house, bothering you and getting too close to you, making you nervous.

Roommate! Gin Leaving the top buttons of his shirt open so you can see more of his skin, his clavicle and a bit of his chest, Gin thinks that's enough to make you want him, and he's right, he's sexy! ! and you Know!

Roommate! Gin when you're cleaning the kitchen counter, he walks up behind you grabbing your hips, causing his cock to accidentally squash your butt, making him so fucking horny that he still can't wait to drop your pants and fuck you right there. . But he doesn't want to disrespect you, right?

Roommate! Gin, when he saw you drunk and in that cute dress after coming from a party he couldn't help but stiffen up, and it was worse when you stumbled in the corridor, you fell right into his arms! What kind of punishment (or reward) is this? He asked himself, he didn't want to take advantage of you, but he liked you so much that he felt if you touched him again he could cum in his pants at any moment, anyway he helped you to your room . , so you could rest, but the way you talked to him didn't help anything!

“Gin, please stay, wouldn't you like to sleep with me? ”

“Gin, you look amazing today! Maybe I should have stayed and enjoyed the night with you? ”

He didn't do anything despite your requests, he's a gentleman so he just left but without first whispering in your ear that tomorrow when you're both home he's going to punish you for how bad he had today!♡

I have so many ideas with this, maybe I'll do one of Urahara or Grimmjow 🫣

Masterlist.

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[funficwriter]

Killer Hangover (Gin Ichimaru x Reader)

A/N: My childhood show! TBH This is so self-indulgent but I guess that's what makes it fun. Enjoy :p

Warnings: Cursing, Gin being a bit of an asshole/tease/bully (and by a bit I mean a ton), Reader likes alcohol too much and is paying the price. Fluff.

Not even a minute after you opened your eyes, you have decided, and I quote: "This... Fucking... Blows...".

As anyone would in your position. You woke up to a raging, pounding headache, and a body sorer than you were used to. You haven't felt a hangover in years, and now here it was, biting you in the neck after recklessly surpassing your already high tolerance. So much for winning that drinking contest against Abarai.

You blushed as soon as you took notes of your surroundings. For one, there was a small table with dried persimmons right next to you. A note nearby, in handwriting you knew well: "These are good for your headache. Eat as soon as you wake up.". The Edo-style painting of a giant snake. Across the room, a small library with absurdist literature. There was no mistaking it; you were in your captain's inner office.

He didn't often come to parties. You jogged your memory to remember that against routine, he did last night, fashionably late. At some point he even witnessed the drinking contest: "Arara, all that alcohol... I hope my officer will be okay next morning~".

All of this means that he had to carry you here once your drunkenness was reaching a bad point. You felt embarrassed thinking of the potential annoyance to your captain, who probably just wanted to have a fun, hassle-free time.

You didn't need to hear the incoming steps towards the room; His spiritual pressure was increasing with each. You laid back down on the couch and closed your eyes, pretending to be asleep. In all fairness, you sold the image well, being as tired as you are.

He closed the door behind him. You felt his grinning gaze upon you: "Y/N? Are you awake yet?".

Him addressing you made it hard to keep it up, but nevertheless you did, even after he kept circling around the couch to be sure.

"Aww... After all that time, you're not awake?".

His tone, which grew more annoyed by the minute, amused you. It's not that you were a slacker. On the contrary, you got along with your captain, as you were a great partner in exchanging quips, banter and mockery. Except he almost always started it, so you were trying to turn the tables.

"Hmmm... Seems like Y/N is sleeping, after all...".

You could hear him crouching down right next to you.

"So I guess they won't mind if I do... This?".

The poke on your side was enough to make you squeak.

"I'm awake!!".

He chuckled: "I'll remember this trick next time you fake out on me~.".

"My head's still hurting, that's not faiiir!".

Despite the whiny tone, there was a ghost of a smile on your face. You never understood how so many others found him creepy; You loved throwing back his own banter at him, getting on his level. That became the basis of your good bond, even if it often meant one of you two (actually, just you) would end up a bashful mess.

"You haven't been awake for long, have you?".

"Nope...".

You grabbed a persimmon and decided to shoot for it: "By the way, who won the drinking contest? And how far afterwards until I blacked out? I remember staying up some more and- Ouch!".

It felt like your body was punishing you for inquiring; The headache came back with a vengeance, causing you to almost slap your hand against it.

He snickered: "That's what you're worried about now? Talk about priorities...".

He got up quick to check something over his desk. As soon as his eyes laid upon a document on it, he sighed and looked up at you: "...While you were passed out the whole morning and I ran around the Seireitei...". You felt that he was probably referring to the work that you could have aided him in this lost time. Once again, you felt abashed at being so useless. All because you decide to ignore your blessed tolerance for shows.

Much to your disdain, your captain loves to throw gasoline on that fire.

"Now I see why you try to avoid hangovers! You should have seen yourself when I brought you here...".

He walked over to sit next to you. Despite that, he was still taller, which gave you a better view of his grin: "You were clinging on to me like a baby! I've seen lieutenants grip their swords lighter than you gripped me-".

Deep down, you knew he wasn't making this up. But to restore whatever little pride you have, you cut him off: "I do not cling! Are you sure you remember the right person?".

"...Or heard yourself: 'You're so comfy, Gin! Why can't I just stay in your arms forever? I'm gonna get more drunk just so you can carry me!'".

The heat on your face and his ensuing laugh indicated a point of no return. Now you didn't know who to hate more: Him for flustering you about your drunken state, Renji for being such a good drinker, your friends for cheering you on, or yourself for being so stupid with alcohol. Perhaps all of these.

You looked away while munching on your persimmon: "You're such a jerk...".

"Aw, c'mon, I can't help teasing if cuteness is involved, you know that.".

You choked on the next bite. You knew he was going to use moments like these for that purpose, but man, why did he have to word it like that? Your only chance was to change the subject.

"These are good.".

"Aren't they? We lucked out this spring, the trees were in top condition.".

Though it still hurt like hell, you already noticed a small improvement. You were determined to make up for the lost time and productivity: "Taichou... I'm really sorry about blacking out. Tell me what I missed and I'll make it up twofold, and-!".

Back onto the pillow you went; He wrapped his arms around you, laying his own thick hair onto your ribs. Though the heat couldn't cure your stomach pain, it felt nice.

"Of course you will. But for now, recover. I need my third officer to be capable of functioning.".

High noon was approaching. Yes, Gin was an asshole who loved to fluster you, but you couldn't imagine your days without these little quips. Life would probably be a hell lot more boring, and possibly unsafe while partying. Technically speaking he doesn't have to watch out for you outside the job; You're a grown adult, capable of handling yourself. But he did.

"Thank you, Ichimaru-sama..."

"Certainly. Besides...".

He looked up to meet your eyes, and you knew he wasn't letting you off the hook just yet: "You don't need tons of sake to prompt me to hold you. You could have just asked~"

"H-Hey!".

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[muzansfangs]

Sweater weather.

Starring: Renji Abarai x f!reader; Aizen Sosuke, Gin Ichimaru, mention to Byakuya Kuchiki;

Format: one-shot;

Warnings: angst, slight nsfw, mention to fingering, fluff, minor injuries, mention to reader being chained, abusive language, bruises, psychological manipulation, threats, sleep deprived reader, recovering, mention to reader being kidnapped, friends to lovers, struggling with feelings;

Plot: the moment he found you chained to the wall, hooded eyes puffy for the tears you had shedded for days, he realized how badly he loved you. He would have never forgiven Aizen and Gin for what they had done to you. Back to your flat in the human world, you still had some trouble moving on. The post traumatic stress disorder you were experiencing was making it hard to even rest properly. He dropped his duties as a Liutenant for visiting you, for holding you in his arms. He would have made sure to warm up your broken heart once again.

Track: Sweater Weather — The Neighbourhood: “ 'Cause it's too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater".

MASTERLIST FOR THE EVENT.

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The shackles restraining your wrists for days had left some visible marks over your skin. Along with those, there were some other bruises sprinkled in various parts of your body. They had mostly healed, by now.

Wounds and ecchymosis, at some point, all fade away.

There are some other injuries, though, hard to wash away. Your soul was still shaken, your heart ached, whenever you laid down and tried to rest. You had returned home safe and sound, but your mind was still stuck in Las Noches.

Every single time you closed your eyes, memories of what had happened pestered your mind.

Their voices, Gin's laughter in particular, still echoed into your mind. In your dreams, the horror you had experienced repeated itself. It was always the same: you stared at him like a small, helpless deer waiting for the hunter to shoot it to death, as he mocked you with his cool and mocking tone of voice. Struggling, wriggling away was useless. After attempting to do it the first time, Aizen had seraphically reminded you of how stupid that decision was and how detrimental to your health it could be as well.

"If I were you, I would not do it. You see, the metal cuffs might cut onto your skin. You do not want to shed any more blood to feed Gin's sadistic side, do you?" Aizen had whispered in your ear, before gently tapping with a tissue on your left wrist.

You were too busy trembling and staring at him in fear, your throat burning for the insults you had shouted at their faces at the top of your lungs, for noticing that you had indeed injured yourself. When Aizen showed you the once immaculate tissue, you saw some crimson stains on it.

You saw your blood.

Pulling on the chains had only caused you a physical damage. From that day on, you stopped tossing and turning. Your only weapon was your tongue. Slaps and kicks were what you received in return of the despicable words you reserved to them. But you were not going to give up on your voice because you were scared of some pain.

"Where's your Prince Charming? I thought he would have sealed the Oceans to free you. Maybe he forgot about you... Or a shark has swallowed him whole! Oh, you poor thing, don't sob like that! I can always try to cheer you up, though. You are so pretty, when you drown in your sorrow. So messed up and cute!" Gin taunted you, gripping your jaw roughly and forcing you to lock eyes with him.

You were glad your vision was blurry, as your tastebuds were met with the metallic and dreadful taste of your own blood. Your lips had cracked, your head aching, as you were still trying to recover from the harsh smack you he had just delivered to you.

But your agony did not last for too long. You never lost your hope and you were so upset you had fainted in his arms, as he ran down the corridors of that palace that resembled a maze just to save you. His familiar scent, his deep and hoarse voice lowered to reassure you that no one would have hurt you anymore. Looking back at it, perhaps, you had not fainted. Your body had probably just relaxed, comfortable in the strong and tattoed arms of someone who would have never hurt you.

Renji Abarai had gone mad, when you had vanished, kidnapped by the infamous Sexta Espada right before his eyes.

The anguish of not having you around to mess with him, the weird feeling of glancing at the desk of your empty bedroom, where you spent the majority of your time, and seeing your chair pushed against wooden edge, your silhouette not occupying the seat, were enough to shatter his heart. He had to find you, he had to have you back.

Weeks of pain. The days had passed by torturously, with every dusk the list of things he missed about you had expanded notably. You were always on his mind. He did not just missed your face, laughter, or jokes. He missed your soul, the way you drove him crazy with your stupid remarks and how you scolded him for being too reckless. He missed the cute, little things no one even noticed. You were not just his friend.

He loved you. He loved you so much he had broken into your cell alone, quick to bring you back to Urahara in search for help. As you were laying down on that futon, he had been by your side all the while. You were friends, though, right?

No, no, you were not friends. You had never been friends. A friend should have not felt that away about his partner in crime. Missing a friend could bring saddness and nostalgia and he knew that feeling.

When it came to you, though, it was not just that. Missing you felt like dying of starvation, breathing in air, but not oxygen. You were his whole damn world.

When he had heard you had physically recovered, but you were reduced to your shadow self, he had not even bothered making up an excuse to his stolid Captain. He dropped out of the Soul Society, his only goal seeing your face again and holding you close to his chest for real this time. He wanted you to feel loved, he needed you to look into his eyes, when he held you close to him.

You were sprawled over your sofa, only an oversized sweater covering your body. Another sleepless night, another day tormented by Gin's grin and Aizen's brown eyes. To anyone that asked you how you were doing, you always returned vague answers on how you were gradually recovering. It was true, indeed, but not the entire truth. Struggling to sleep because you kept on seeing your abusers's faces over and over again was draining.

When the door bell rang, you furrowed your brows. Who could it be now?

Aizen Sosuke. Gin Ichimaru. Panic.

You sat up straight, eyes rounded for a split second, before you squeezed them shut and took your head between your hands to calm down. They were not there, right? They were far away from you, they were in Hueco Mundo. Or so you thought. No, they had to be there. You were overthinking, it was not good. You were about to explode, when a deep and familiar voice pierced your ears and swept the ghosts haunting you away from your tormented mind.

"Y/N it's me. It's Renji".

A small and tired smile graced your lips, as you walked up to the front door, your eyes locking with the warm brown chocolate ones of your best friend, when you opened the door. He was there, he had come to visit you. You had no idea of how deeply you had missed him, until you broke down in tears and buried your face into his chest. His strong arms wrapped around your waist made the ice sheet enveloping your heart melt away.

Stumbling inside, Renji closed the door behind you two with a foot and rested his chin on top of your head.

"Stay. Please, stay" you feebly asked him, sniffing pathetically while you tried to wipe the tears off of your face with the back of your hand.

"You absolute idiot, of course I'm staying" he softly said, his calloused hands sliding down your back, to your waist and hooking underneath your thighs to pick you up. Thus prompted you to wrap your legs tightly around his hips, allowing the red-haired shinigami to have a firm grip on you.

The short-tempered Liutenant walked down the corridor and entered your bedroom, climbing onto the bed and gently laying you down on your back. You were so fragile in his arms, so small compared to him that you wished you could just vanish into his strong arms.

"How are you?" Renji finally asked you in a tone that did not accept replies or lies of any sort.

You did not want to make him worried more than he had already been and still was, but you did not have much of a choice. You had to answer him, you had to tell him the truth.

"Whenever I try to sleep, or a sudden noise startles me, it's like being back to Hueco Mundo. I still hear Gin's mocking laughter, or see Sosuke's sharp eyes penetrating my brain in search for my weaknesses" you whispered, closing your eyes as Renji's large hand cupped your cheek to provide you some kind of comfort.

Sometimes he wished you had not been involved with that story. He would have never wanted you to get hurt, to suffer.

Some strands of his long red hair fell over your face, tickling the tip of your nose and your chin. You could swear you had seen his jaw tense for a second, but then he relaxed and craddled you in his arms. He buried his face onto the crook of your neck, his hot breath making you feel safe like you had never felt before.

"It’s my fault. I should have brought you with me to the Soul Society” he then said, your eyebrows knitting questioningly at his statement.

“What? How—” you interjected, only for him to shake his head and press his forehead against yours. There was sorrow dusting his usually fiery eyes and it was enough for you to let go of whatever you were trying to say. Talking was not a good idea, overall.

And Renji knew it too.

It happened naturally, your lips pulling him in like a magnet, compelling him to taste you eagerly, to find relief and secure the acquittal of his guilty coscience in that kiss. He loved you, his joy depended on yours. And when he found no resistance in you, when he hovered over your frame carefully not to crash your body with his, when you allowed him to gently lead you towards a sensual and blissful climax with his fingers, he knew you felt it too.

Labored breath, sweaty body, in a daze and finally safe from the monsters under your bed, you lulled yourself into sleep with your head resting onto his firm chest. He would have never let you alone anymore.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! You have no idea for how long this have been laying in my drafts. I seriously need to finish up those fics for my event or I won’t be able to host a new one 😫

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this little scrap! As per usual, likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated!

Until next,

X O X O

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[sashi-ya]

霊圧 + 淫慾. // spiritual pressure + lust. [twoop x sy]

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬. part one 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. by sashi-ya 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 | 𝐆𝐈𝐍 | 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 | 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀

tw: NSFW. personal hdcs about his reactions when being caught by you while masturbating. Ulquiorra is slightly different, you teach him what it means to jerk off // wc: ~ 1k // masterlist // tag list: @stygianoir @tealcat001 @dumbbitch223 @bookandyarndragon @ilibili @jin-supremacy01 // colab with @the-witch-of-one-piece

➡ 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄

You either run for your life or be prepared to get fucked, hard. No in between.  You might spill the tea, literally, over the platter that you have carried from the kitchen to his own throne at Las Noches. You never thought Aizen would be the type of man that would succumb to carnal desires to the point of touching himself to get some relief… but even Gods have needs. His cheeks are red, the lock falling over his face a little wet from sweat, he holds a sexy smirk with eyes closed while a hard shaft, slightly purple on the tip, keeps spurting precum. “Oh… Ai-Aizen-sama!” the sound of the porcelain breaking in a million pieces and his sharp pupils fixed on yours. “Dear (Name)… you have two options, and I’m sure you are intelligent enough to choose the correct one…” he mumbles, showing you exactly what it’s best for you… and of course, that is, kneeling down.

➡ 𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔

There are almost zero things that shame Gin. Jerking off is of course not one of those. However, there is always something that can change us… His silver hair reflects the half moonshine of an eternal night, an almost non-existent breeze of Hueco Mundo kisses his cheeks.

Gin loves to enjoy his own body freely, looking at the endless hills of such dark place to be. His slender, snake like fingers play with his sex. He starts slowly, with a relaxed smile. Whenever he is alone, he allows himself not to smile, not to fake it all. Gin is able to be himself, only, perhaps, during those nights where he misses you, your body, your soul.

“Gin… you didn’t wait for me?” you ask, scaring the argentum haired man, his paler complexion becoming red.

“What? What are you doing here?” he asks, this time, ashamed of being caught in such intimate moment for the very first time in his life.

You walk towards him, dressed in white. No more black shihakusho covering your body. You are one of them, now.  “Life away from you is no life. I see you couldn’t wait for me… I couldn’t either” you smile, so in love with his ice eyes now getting wet from tears and his lips trembling.

You crunch in front of him, a kiss on the tip of his tiny nose and your hands over his. “You won’t need your hands now, use them to touch my body, Gin” “Yes…”

➡ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈 Soft moans coming from his office, your curiosity winning… but, weren’t you taught the curiosity killed the cat?

Sliding like a snake, slowly and steadily, you peak throw the little indentation of the door. A man so serious that was now lost in the pleasures of lust.

His hand goes up and down, but its his thumb the one who works the hardest over the base of his tip. His hakama is on the floor, his upper part tucked under his chin probably not to stain the black fabric with pre and cum. He is sitting on his big chair, right foot over it, his back against the left armrest. Like a true God indulging in self-love.

His pale chest and belly go up and down as orgasm approaches, his soft whines include words you aren’t sure what they mean… but one thing is for sure, your name is there, and you can’t help but yelp. So amazed you are you end up opening the door. Standing right before him, you bite your lip.

Byakuya’s haste breathing mixing with yours, your mind fogged by need, by your name breathed with such lewdness from him. “You called me, Taicho? I can help you” you whisper, untying your uniform.

He spasms, his eyebrows almost joining in the centre, his blue eyes wide open, his lips too. Byakuya soon nods, absolutely absorbed in pure lust. “Let me finish this for you, Kuchiki Taicho ~”

➡ 𝐔𝐋𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 “What’s masturbating, (Name)? I couldn’t find any information in the books of Aizen-sama” the bat boy asks you while sipping his tea. A tea that you were also drinking but that you end up spitting while sitting over his white couch.

The question startled you, but a devilishly smirk soon draws on your face.

“Where did you learn that word, Ulquiorra?” you ask, curious so ready to give him a detailed lesson on what jerking off is. “Nnoitra asked me if I did that thinking of you at night. I told him I didn’t, and then he said I should”

You blink a few times, Nnoitra finally became useful for something. “See… I can show you if you want me to, you can tell me whenever you want me to stop” you inform him, you don’t really want to take advantage of his ignorance in the topic… or maybe you do.

Ulquiorra puts down his cup and stands up, you bite your lips in excitement. For how long you have wanted to touch his pale skin, the bumps of his protruding pelvic bones. You invite him to sit in between your legs, and lay his back against your chest. “For this I will need to untie your pants, is that ok?” you ask.

“Sure, I don’t care about that “decency” humans say they have”  

Freed his sex, you gawk. It’s way bigger than you would have thought for his skinny constitution. “Uh… you are hard already?” you whisper in his ear, your breath playing with the soft black strands of his hair.

“It always happens when you are around… I thought it was normal when you took a liking in certain individuals” he whispers back, his low voice makes you instantly round his sex with your fingers. It’s throbbing and warm, and his tip is also wet.

“It does…? Well, that’s what we call arousal. It happens to me, too. Don’t you feel the need of releasing all that tension?” you ask, as your chin rests on his bony shoulder and you begin to pump his dick, slowly and precisely.

A subtle “ngh”  escapes his black lips, he is clueless but his eyes go from green orbs to total white. You smile, it’s cute the way he squirms to your touch. His round cheek demands to be kissed, and you do.

“Is this- um…mhj… masturbation?” he asks, in between moans. “This is masturbation, yes. You like it? It’s meant to be done by yourself too, give me your hand” you command, placing your palm over his slender fingers.

The cuarta espada allows you to guide him, something it also surprises you. But, Ulquiorra is lost in pleasure, and he is for the very first time experiencing something he can both feel and see, a nihilism crushed by lewdness and need…

“Show me everything, and more. I wanna see…” “This all about feeling, Ulquiorra-sama…”

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[vampi-fixx]

otome/dating sim headcanons: gin ichimaru

what’s he like as a character in a dating sim?

tw/cw: suggestive content, mild 18+ content at end, modern AU, manipulative behavior, Gin. Gin himself is a tw. word count: 2.6k

- Gin is clearly that trickster character that's hard to pin down or get a read on. His route is one of the side routes that you can play only after playing one of the main character’s routes at least once. He works with Aizen in a corporate setting, but on the side, he’s definitely involved in some sketchy business. It’s either drug-dealing, or yakuza stuff, or both. Something that aligns with his scant morals. He does all of Aizen’s dirty work while he gets to maintain his clean image, but even Gin’s loyalties to him seem a bit tenuous.

- You can't tell if he actually likes you, or if he’s just bored. He never loses that sly smile of his, and he doesn't offer up much of himself. While playing his route, you get the feeling that you’re much like a mouse being toyed with by a hungry snake. He likes to alternate between call you his little mouse, if you choose dialogue options that veer towards shyness, or his little rabbit, if you end up showing some sass. Either way, it’s a patronizing nickname.

- The main way to earn his affection is: indulging in his banter, not snooping around in his business, and not revealing too much about yourself. Gin likes to play with his food before eating it, but a quick meal is never satisfying. He likes someone who’s a bit hard to get to know; it makes him appreciate the chase and the cornering, and the inevitable moment when he breaks someone’s guard down, only to break them. That being said, he doesn’t being ignored entirely, so if you play it cool too much, he loses interest. He is also incredibly secretive, so there’s not much he’ll reveal to you. It’s a tight rope to walk, so it might best to look up a guide for his route.

- His gorgeous childhood friend Rangiku Matsumoto appears several times throughout his route, and you wonder if they’re something more. If you’re on track for his good end, she reveals to you that she’s often worried about Gin’s behavior and the things he involves himself in, and asks you to keep an eye on him when she can’t. You two become close friends.

- Dates? What are those? He’s not the kind of guy to bring you on dates. He’ll show up at your work or other places you frequent. He has the uncanny ability of showing up wherever you are. Sometimes it’s just to say hi, and other times it’s to start a quick conversation.

- Do you like persimmons? Nope? Well now you do. :) It’s his favorite fruit, and he brings you one every time he sees you. If you’re not a fan of them, he responds with a coy, “I’ll make ya like em.” You get the feeling he’s not just talking about the fruit...

- He goes long periods of time with no contact, or disappears suddenly. While it does make you worry if you’re on the right track, you quickly realize it’s just his personality. It does gives you time to snoop in secret. Definitely do not try to get close to Aizen; you’ll lose points if you do. Not to mention it’s near impossible. Even if you find him attractive and are hoping for some kind of side fling. Their third work associate, Kaname Tousen, is not particularly friendly to you once you mention Gin’s name, but there’s no points lost by talking with him. Rangiku is your best bet, but trying to befriend his assistant Izuru Kira sheds more light on Gin’s less desirable qualities, and also yields the option for an alternate ending...

- Gin kisses you pretty early on in the route. He is most likely to initiate physical contact first, but at the expense of a lack of emotional intimacy. You’re asking him too many questions about himself, and he’s always been curious about what his lovely little mouse/rabbit looks like when flustered. He kisses you to distract you, but also to satiate his own greed. When it’s over, all you see a flash of his icy blue eyes before he closes them, and comments on how you’re exactly what he expected you to taste like. But after that, he disappears for a few days LOL.

- There’s a steamy scene you can unlock for a night at Gin’s place, right before the end scene, but you have to be careful about how it’s triggered. If it culminates from you constantly asking him about his side work, trying to cling to him, and reaching out when he disappears, well... he’ll show his fangs. He uses you, and the next morning he cruelly kicks you out, and you find he’s removed himself entirely from your life. On the other hand, if you give him enough space, he’ll come to you naturally, driven by his own insatiable curiosity. While you still wake up alone in his bed, there’s a scene where he emerges freshly-showered from the bathroom and well, if you choose the right dialogue options, the last scene you see before the screen fades to black is him pinning you to the bed, his towel discarded on the floor, a coy smile on his face as he asks if his little mouse/rabbit is hungry...

- If you ask him how he feels about you, he’ll respond with that unwavering eerie smile, probably some simpering comment about how you entertain him, but that’s it. Most of the time, he’ll evade the topic. Don’t expect a straightforward confession from him. You get the sense that even he doesn’t know how he feels about you, or at least want to admit it. If you really want his facade to crack, even for a second, it’ll have to be triggered by you in danger.

- Between all the options, he’s most likely to have some crazy shit happen in his route. You have to be careful about just who you interact with, especially when they find out you’re associated with Gin. He has quite a few enemies, or at the very least, loose allies who intensely dislike him. You’re most likely to get kidnapped, or held at gunpoint. If the cards play right, he saves you. If not... well...

BAD END 1

Conditions: Asking him too many questions about himself and what he does, seeking him out, clinging to him.

You get kidnapped by a notorious crime syndicate that goes by the Arrancar. You wake up tied to a chair, and a terrifyingly tall man with a huge smile and a white eyepatch is interrogating you on how much you know, when Gin appears. You expect him to save you, but he smiles cruelly. He didn’t come here to rescue you. The last thing you hear is a gunshot.

BAD END 2

Conditions: Asking him too many questions about himself and what he does, seeking him out, telling him that you’d put up with any and all of his tactics to be with him.

Same scenario as above, but Gin gets you out of it this time. The thing is, he’s very distant afterwards. You try to call him only to hear his line has been disconnected. Weeks pass and it seems like the memory of a silver-haired, grinning snake are just a dream... There’s a basket of persimmons rotting on your desk when you get back to work.

NEUTRAL END 1

Conditions: Demanding him to be honest and quit playing mind games with you, admitting that you can’t be with someone who you can’t trust, ignoring his messages.

Gin never contacts you after the night at his place. You see him one day strolling the shopping district with Rangiku. You approach him and he comments that rather than helpless prey, you’re much like a bird, and he can’t swallow you whole without clipping your wings first. You’re puzzled and as you stare at his retreating back, you wonder what kind of guy expects you to wait around for him, to be satisfied with half-truths and unread messages.

You figure you’re much better off single. 

NEUTRAL END 2

Conditions: Demanding him to be honest and quit playing mind games with you, admitting that you can’t be with someone who you can’t trust, befriending Izuru

Gin never contacts you after the night at his place. You run into Kira while browsing books at a local bookstore. He’s surprised you even remember a guy as nondescript as him. You learn he writes poetry, and you ask if you can read his some time. He recommends you a book by his favorite poet. You exchange numbers, and a few months down the line, you’re reclining on him, listening to the lines he’s written. He stumbles over his words a few times; he hopes you don’t notice the poem he’s written is about you. (Of course you notice.) You reach for his hand, and he entwines his with yours. It’s nice to know where his heart lies—between your clasped hands, in his trembling, adoring voice.

GOOD END 1

Conditions: Asking Gin to be more honest with you, but not forcing him to change (he won’t), telling him that despite his shortcomings, you still want to be with him (maybe you’re a masochist?), ignoring his messages after he reappears into your life, while telling him that two can play the ghosting game (he does like his games)

You’re having lunch with Gin, or rather, he’s playing with a persimmon while you eat your lunch. He steals a few of your gyoza while pretending he’s not aware you’re watching. You ask him why he can’t just buy his own lunch, when you know he has money, and he responds that it’s much more fun to annoy you this way. (Maybe he also wanted to try your cooking but he doesn’t want to ask nicely. It’s much easier to steal and then charm his way into obtaining forgiveness.) He still disappears every once in awhile, but at least now, he knows he has to put in the effort to get you to warm up to him again. It’s fine though—the way he sees it, what’s life without a little challenge? You don’t question his life choices more than you need to, but you do ask him not to make you worry. He throws his persimmon into the air, before catching it, then cocks his head to the side.

“What’ve ya got to worry for?”

“Oh, I dunno. Maybe your exceptional talent at pissing everyone off.”

He grins wider. “You’re not wrong.” His smile fades a bit, and then, he says in a low voice, “Just for ya,’ I’ll try. Since ya’ asked so nicely.”

And maybe that’s all you can ask for.

GOOD END 2

Conditions: Not forcing Gin to change, but warning him that even snakes get hunted for their skins, telling him that even prey have to trust their predators to want to stay close to them, admitting that maybe he’s bad for you, but maybe you like it, ignoring his messages after he ignores you

“You’ll get hurt,” you tell him softly. You know the signs by now. Whatever kind of illicit business he’s involved in, that has people with strange tattooed numbers on their faces coming in and out of his place, that had him frowning when you mentioned seeing a tall man with a white eyepatch trail you at work—whatever it is, it’s reaching an inevitable crescendo. And you know he has to play a pivotal role in it.

He waves it off, as always.

Gin once told you that you were like a rabbit. He was wrong. You stand between him and the door, defiance in your countenance.

“If you leave again, I’m not letting you back in.”

His smile drops. “Ya’ don’t mean that.”

“And if I do?” His eyes peel open, his icy gaze pinning you to the door.

It’s silent for several beats.

“Well, I’ll just have to slither my way back in, huh?”

It’s not a promise, but it’s the closest thing to one he offers you.

He reaches past you, for the door handle, but as you look away, disappointment churning heavy in your gut, his hand grasps your shoulder. He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear.

“‘Sides, I can’t up and disappear now. I got ya’ waiting for me here.”

He nips at the junction between your collarbone and your throat, his hand sliding beneath your shirt, to your back, pressing you closer to him. You let out a gasp, tangling your hands in his silvery hair, and a low sound rumbles in his chest. He grips you tighter, his teeth biting down harder at the sensitive skin of your neck. His hands are cool against your waist, as if leaching the heat from your body.

He pulls away suddenly, and for once Gin is looking something short of sure. His brow creased, he’s seemingly engaged in his own mental debate.

“Fine.” You sigh, stepping aside. “Go. I can’t stop you.” 

He doesn’t make a move to leave.

Finally, his hand reaches for the doorknob, pausing before he turns it.

“Yer still gonna be here, right?” he asks.

You look up in confusion. “Um—y-yeah.”

He smiles at you, and it’s not like his usual, sinister curl to his lips. It’s softer. It’s the first time you’ve seen Gin smile with a hint of genuineness. 

“Good. ‘Cause I never finished my meal,” he says. Your cheeks warm at the way his gaze darts down to your neck, where his lips just were, before leaving.

When you check in the mirror, you see why.

He left a dark purple bruise on your neck.

SECRET EPILOGUE

Conditions: Triggered after Good End 1 or 2. Must have chosen flirty/suggestive dialogue options during night at Gin’s place.

You’re neck-deep in the hot water of your bath, stressed as you are by work, by not hearing from Gin in weeks. You don’t hear your phone go off with a text message. One second you’re reclining against the tub, eyes closed and head tilted back, and the next, the door clicks open. You scramble for cover, only to be surprised once you see Gin standing before you.

He’s in a full suit and tie, and something about him looks terribly haggard. At your wide-eyed stare, however, he laughs.

“Ya left an extra key under the mat,” he says off-handedly. You furrow your brow, attempting to recall if that’s the truth, or if, like all things Gin does, he did it in secret. His eyes trail with keen interest over your body, barely covered, as he yanks his tie off. “Can’t believe ya started without me, my lil’ rabbit~”

“What are you—” He gets in the bath with you, not even bothering to take off his clothes. Your brow furrows as you watch the water seep into his dress shirt. 

“Isn’t that uncomfortable?”

He shrugs. “‘S fine. Not like I paid for it.”

You’re about to tell him that’s not what you meant, but you’re distracted by his clothed leg nudging yours underwater. Taking your eyes off him proves to be a mistake. He springs forward, kissing you suddenly, his mouth hard against yours. He cages you in place with his body, using one of his hands to balance himself on the tubs’ edges.

“Lil’ mouse, I wonder...” he mutters once he’s pulled away, his hand cradling your chin between his thumb and index finger. Like you’re game he’s caught, and is about to devour. “How long can ya hold yer breath underwater?”

#gin ichimaru x reader #gin x reader #bleach x reader #bleach imagine #bleach headcanons #bleach fic #tati writes #mild not sfw

[brittscafe]

Kinktober Day 1

Day 1 of Kinktober: Love bites, Gin Ichimaru x female reader.

Gin is a sly snake, slowly withering his way into your bedroom and you become putty the moment he touches you or his lips graze over your sensitive skin, forming goosebumps.

Your back is sunk down into the mattress as Gin's hand glide up and down your curves. He presses his lips to your jaw. His lips are soft and plump against your skin.

A shiver runs down your spine as he drags his lips down to your neck, sucking on the skin. You moan as his lips suck and tug on your sweet spot.

He grins against your skin and pulls his head up to meet your gaze.

"I love it when you make such pretty noises for me, y/n," Gin praises you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. Gin pulls away and glances back down at your neck, a small hickey forming.

He chuckles quietly and presses his lips against the other side of your neck. He gently bites down on your neck and your mouth gapes open.

"Gin," you whisper out, eyes lulling closed with pleasure. His chuckles vibrate against your neck and he sucks on your skin. You bring your hands up to his hair, brushing your fingers through his silky, silver hair.

Gin groans against your neck, the feeling of you running your fingers through his hair makes him want to fuck you senselessly. He so desperately wants to, but he wants to take his time.

He moves his head down and presses his lips to your bare breasts. His lips pressing and sucking on your skin makes your body hot, like you're on fire.

Gin's lips suck on your skin until dark hickeys form along the top of your breasts. His tongue swirls around your nipple and his teeth bite it gently.

You moan softly, tugging on his hair. He presses a trail of kisses down to your stomach and grabs onto your thighs. He squeezes at your flesh and dips his head down.

His lips wrap around your inner thigh and his teeth graze your skin. His actions send a shiver down your spine and your body jolts.

"Such pretty skin for me to leave marks on," Gin mumbles out, moving to your other thigh. He presses his lips there and you're sure your underwear can't get any wetter.

His fingers run up and down your wet underwear, grinning against the inside of your thigh. You whimper and squirm against his tight grip on you.

Gin bites down on your thigh, tugging on the flesh.

"Gin, you're being such a tease," you groan out, tugging once more on his hair. He chuckles and lifts his head up, his sharp gaze meeting yours from below.

His fingers hook into your underwear and pull it aside. His eyes lock onto your soaking wet pussy and he licks his lips.

"I'm just taking my time, y/n," he speaks innocently. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, earning a moan from you. You grip onto the bedsheets and twist them in your fists.

The way his tongue circles around your clit then sucks on it is so painfully pleasuring. Soft moans and whimpers leave your lips that are music to Gin's ears.

He pulls away from your clit and his eyes rake over your body covered in fresh marks that are his. A proud grin tugs on his face.

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[sixeyesgojo]

hostage

☾ Summary: Working too hard has its consequences if you don't take a break. (Un)fortunately, Gin is there to help.

☾ Characters: Ichimaru Gin x Reader

☾ Word count: ~1,3k

☾ Content warning: not beta-read

☾ A/N: [entry for the Bleach Is Forever With You collab]

This is awfully self-indulgent and maybe Gin's a little OOC but we all need love from this man because I said so. ME WHEN

Heaving a sigh of relief, you sat down on the ground, leaning against the wall, finally able to sit and rest for what felt like the first time today. Your legs had been hard at work since morning: Running errands for your captain and lieutenant, handling missions as well as reporting them to your captain and supporting your fellow squad members was tedious work. All while practicing and honing your skills on your own. After all, you didn’t want to fall behind and be a burden to anyone.

Not that it wasn’t your usual kind of work but lately, your workload had increased significantly due to an unexpected increase in Hollow activity and injuries.

It had gotten to the point where you had been reprimanded by a seated officer, which made your mood drop. A break was what you desperately needed, so being able to sit down, close your eyes for a bit and just breathe in peace was very welcome. You rested your head on your arms and took several deep breaths. However, the tranquility didn’t last too long.

“Slackin’ off in broad daylight, how naughty,” a voice that was too familiar to you taunted you. No doubt, it was the voice of your companion who happened to be the captain of the third division. “Just taking a little break,” you murmured in reply, not even bothering to open your eyes to look at Gin. Tiny bits of his powerful reiatsu licked at your skin. What other shinigami perceived as chilling and eerie was soothing to you. In fact, Gin’s presence alone was a source of comfort.

“Heard you were scolded today, weren’t you?” he asked with his usual grin and crouched down in front of you. A sigh escaped from your lips as you recalled the events from earlier, “Yeah. Apparently, I’m not doing my work well enough anymore. “Negligent” is what they said.”

“’s that so?” he asked, brows furrowed and voice fraught with menace. You shook your head. “To be fair, I haven’t gotten a proper break for quite some time now. I’m exhausted,” you clarified. The silver-haired man nodded in understanding, his mind whirring with potential courses of actions he could take. “Suppose I could talk to your captain? I could have you transferred to my division too,” he suggested, face plastered with a fake grin, but you shook your head again.

“I appreciate it, but I don’t think it would help much. And if I am transferred to your squad, I fear someone will hold it against you or that it will cause trouble,” you explained, “I will wait and see how the situation turns out. If worst comes to worst, I can still do something about it.”

However, the situation barely changed. Weeks passed and your workload hardly decreased. Busy as ever, you whirled through the corridors from place to place... until a slender hand appeared out of thin air and caught your wrist.

Before you could process what was happening to you, someone covered your mouth with their hand and pulled you into a room. Your heart stood still for a second as you collided with something solid— no, with someone.

“Seems like I caught a little mouse scurryin’ around in here,” Gin whispered against your ear and your body instinctively relaxed at the sound of his voice. “Say, d’you think Central 46 would punish me for stealin’ another captain’s subordinate from under his nose?”

“…But I suppose they wouldn’t, not when I just caught an intruder.” He stressed the last word and removed the hand he had used to cover your mouth. Intruder? You looked around the room curiously and sure enough, this wasn’t the place you were supposed to deliver something to at all. As a matter of fact, it was a captain’s office.

“Poor thing. Not payin’ attention for a moment and endin’ up in the snake’s lair. My, my, what should I do with you?” he taunted, grin widening. He was right, how did you end up in his barracks in the first place? Were you that lost in thoughts? Maybe it was a force of habit? Or perhaps it was something else entirely that you couldn’t pinpoint at the moment.

“Gin, I’m so sorry but I have no time—” you started and struggled somewhat to free yourself from his grip. “Sorry, love. No can do,” he said, “you’re in my territory and as captain, I get to decide how to handle certain intruders. Y’know snakes don’t like lettin’ go of their prey, much less a precious one like you.”

You protested, still struggling, “Gin, please let me go. I really can’t entertain your games right now.” Finally breaking free from his grip on you, you turned to leave and resume your duties. However, Gin had other plans for you. It took him one flash step to face you directly. In swift motions, he easily trapped you within his captain’s haori.

“Not playin’ any games here, ‘m holding you hostage. Aren’t you gonna obey a captain’s orders?” Gin’s voice sounded slightly threatening and if it had been another subordinate, they would have been intimidated. But not you. You looked at him, only to see the intensity and seriousness of his electrifying gaze on you. His eyes showed concern for you. Sometimes Gin would act rather peculiar by using fairly unconventional methods, but you knew he meant well.

Your mind told you to surrender to him. There was no way you could win against him anyway.

And yet, some part in you felt the need to half-heartedly justify your position— to no avail. The man snorted, “Ah, ah. Don’t think so.”

Gin started walking backwards with you still wrapped in his haori until his legs collided with the couch that was in the room, promptly making both of you drop onto it. “You gotta stay here and rest.” Sighing in defeat, you nodded, “Fine.”

Not that you could complain about the situation. After all, this was the first time since forever that you could catch your breath and take a proper break. You might as well take this opportunity and you had Gin to thank for it.

Hearing his steady heartbeat was like your personal lullaby and you could feel your own heart following his heart’s rhythm. While finding a more comfortable position in his arms, your eyes fell shut. “Thank you, Gin,” you murmured sleepily.

“Mhmm. Missed you, my love,” he muttered in response. “You’re mean… for saying such a sweet thing… I’m ‘bout to fall asleep…” was the last sentence you could manage to say.

Eventually, the exhaustion that accumulated over the past few weeks slowly took over and clouded your mind until you slipped into dream land. Looking at your peaceful face, Gin hoped that you slept well. In fact, he would ensure that you would get the break you deserved.

The room was filled with silence… until Izuru barged into the room, ready to report to his captain. “Captain I—”

If there was a way to end someone’s life with looks only, Izuru’s life would have been in mortal peril by now but luck was on his side. Upon seeing your serene face on his captain’s chest, the blond shinigami stopped dead in his tracks. He knew very well not to disturb you and Gin right now if he cherished his sanity.

Gin spoke softly, yet his voice was oozing with chilling authority that no one would dare defy, “Izuru. Inform their captain that I will take care of this one today.”

“Yes, I understand,” Izuru replied and swiftly left them to their own devices. The room returned to being silent once again.

The silver-haired man looked at your sleeping figure with fondness in his eyes.

“One day, I’ll whisk you away to a place where you don’t have to work. All you gotta do is stay by my side,” he whispered and planted a sweet kiss on the top of your head.

tags: @shirohyorin

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[rkthot00]

can i get 33 with gin ichimaru from bleach?

WOW, it's literally been years but on the off chance you see this, I hope you enjoy! Thanks for the request, I'm obsessed with Gin so never hesitate to request him lol

{{ TW: canon typical violence, cursing, and blood}}

[ reader is written with she/her pronouns, takes place during the end of soul society arc when Gin is leaving with Aizen, reader is the adopted daughter of (guess who hehe)]

33. "Don't leave me behind."

“ICHIMARU!” 

Gin barely had time to be surprised at the voice barreling towards him before he was deflecting her sword from his throat. 

“y/n…recovered already?” 

She looked up at him with a fiery rage he hadn’t seen before, her teeth tightly grit as another yell of anguish escaped her. Her sword lifted again and they began to clash. Gin was faster and stronger, but he humored her. They exchanged familiar blows, dancing around each other. He could feel the strength she was putting into each thrust of her sword. This was not a game, this was pure unbridled emotion. 

She jumped high in the air, flipping over him with a tight grip on his collar as she brought her sword down at his back. He was quick to dodge her blow, their swords clanging loudly as they met. 

She was weaker than normal. Gin may have been a bit more on guard if she had not been injured. She was strong in her own right and coupled with the raw passion and anger she was feeling, it would be a dangerous combination. She swung again, stumbling slightly on her weakened leg--and there was his opening. 

He caught her wrist in a vice grip, her sword clambering to the ground. He twisted just enough to hurt but not enough to injure. She cried in anger and frustration, struggling vehemently in his hold. He only just noticed the tears streaming down her face.

“What the fuck are you doing?! Do you think you can just up and leave after all this? I’ll kill you before you get the chance!” Her words were deadly serious despite her red face and teary eyes. Her chest heaved and her hair was flailing wildly behind her with every word she screamed. Gin had never in their hundred-something years together, seen her so upset. 

Gin didn’t let a single emotion betray him. His usual grin was in place. He sighed, shaking his head as he gripped her wrist tighter and pulled her into his chest. He could feel the stares from everyone around them and he faintly heard her adopted father attempting to intervene, Shunsui’s stern hand on his shoulder being the only thing holding him back. She continued to struggle in his unwavering embrace but her head was buried in his chest and he could feel her warm, wet, tears seeping into the front of his uniform. 

“Take me with you.” Her plea was small, quiet, pitiful and for Gin’s ears only. 

Oh. That was not an option he had accounted for. 

His mind began to race through dozens of scenarios at that moment. The best for him, the best for her, the best for Rangiku, the best for them all… 

The outcome of each was…uncertain, and Gin was an incredibly selfish man. 

He tightened his grip, her struggle dying down to a mere shaking of her shoulders as she sobbed into his chest. 

“Take me with you…” she repeated, choking the words out through a sob. 

He chanced a glance at Aizen, the man’s eyes giving him a warning in return. Time was almost up. 

Gin smoothed a gentle hand through her hair, leaning down to speak where only she could hear. 

“You don’t even know what-”

Her eyes met his, cutting him off effectively with the intensity of her stare. 

“If it’s you, it’s something worthwhile. I won’t be left behind.” 

Gin could have kissed her then and there. She made choices so easy for him. 

The air around them began to crackle with warmth and power. 

“Shoot to kill…” he had never so gently uttered those words. 

In a split second, his sword pierced through her middle and a cry of anguish that could only come from a panicked father filled the air. An inescapable yellow light descended upon them, stopping all who rushed to her aid. She looked at him wide-eyed, shocked but not betrayed as she lost consciousness. He caught her gently, holding her in his arms like a prize he’d won as they slowly descended upwards. 

Someone was screaming below them, his sword slashing manically but unsuccessfully at the shining barrier. Warm blood dripped down Gin’s arms and covered his front. He gripped her tighter to shield his shaking hands, his smile never faltering.

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[kxkyuu]

Spanking: to hit an adult on the bottom in order to get or give sexual pleasure. Punishing by causing pain.

Synopsis: You’ve been a brat to your husband long enough, so now Gin has to punish you.

Warnings: Gin has a Kansai dialect, Brat Tamer!Gin, spoilers for Gin’s eyes, impact play, spanking, Gin calls the reader “Angel”, implied sex

Word Count: 1.1k

Pairing: Gin Ichimaru x f!reader

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You know better than to test Gin’s patience for long. Your husband is always so unusually calm about things. His fox-faced look never seems to leave his face no matter how hard you try to brat to him. He would just smile down at you and hold one long, slender finger to his lips. You had simply thought that he would forget about it like he always does.

But you were wrong. Oh so wrong.

Coming home one day, tired from work. You had hoped Gin had already run you a relaxing bath, but was met with him sitting on the bed, his normally closed eyes open to show a sliver of those chilling blue irises. You swallowed dryly. Gin never opens his eyes unless it was something serious. “Gin...” Your voice was a soft whisper as you locked eyes with him.

Gin spreads his legs and pats his right thigh. “C’mere, Angel.” His tone was low and left no room for you to say “no.” “Strip out those clothes, too.” He watches as your throat bobs as you swallow again. Icy blue eyes never once leaving yours as you slowly remove your clothing. “Ah, leave the heels on, dear.” He coos as he crooks that single finger at you.

You nervously shuffle over to where he was sitting on the edge of the bed. As you move closer to him you could see the plastic paddle that rests next to him. “G-Gin...” You whimper out. It’s been so long since he has given you a punishment that the mere sight of the toy intimidates you. “I’m sorry for being a brat.”

A soft chuckle leaves him as his smile returns, his eyes closing once more. “I know, angel. But I’ve let ya’ go long enough without a punishment. Fourty-five times in fact.”

Your eyes widen. Was...was that everytime he would silently shush you for your behavior? You didn't think he actually kept count. Oh who were you kidding? This was your husband, Gin. He was always just a few steps ahead of you. With a dry swallow when he crooks his finger at you, beckoning you to bend over his knee, you move closer to him. “Please?” You try again to plead with him. 

“Angel.” His voice was quiet, low, and stern. You were going to get your spankings and you were going to enjoy them. Once you were close, he gently wraps his long fingers around your delicate wrist and pulls you down over his lap. His smile was back on his lips as his fingers ghosts over the curve of your rear. “Such pretty skin and I get ta make it red.” His fingers lightly trace over your pussy lips, feeling you jump in surprise before he reaches for the paddle. “Count them, fer me, pretty. And don’t make a mistake.”

You knew not to brace yourself for the first impact of the plastic against your skin, but Gin never gave any warning as to when he would bring it down on your flesh. You flinch when the paddle strikes you and quickly count the first smack. By the twenty-fifth strike, the pain turns into pleasure and you let out a lewd sounding moan each time Gin would spank you.

Gin stops for a moment, his fingers tracing over the redden marks on your thighs and plump rear. Each strike was perfectly aimed and he demonstrates perfect control over his strength. “My my, are ya gettin’ turned on from this?” He glides his fingers through your soaked folds, spreading them apart to watch the strings of your arousal drip down them. “This is supposed ta be a punishment.”

He looks down at you, his smile still never leaving his lips as he tilts his head. “I’m waiting fer an answer, Angel.” The paddle cracks against your skin lightly yet still firm enough to draw another keening moan from your supple lips.

“ ‘m sorry, Gin. It feels so good though” You babble out, lifting your hips for more of the “punishment.” You whine when he takes too long. There were still ten left. “Baby...please? I need it. I’ve been such a brat to you.”

Gin’s lips spread further, his eyes crinckling just a bit as his sadistic tendencies begin to rise. “Ya need it? Then this isn’t a punishment anymore.” He traces his fingers down one thigh, the rough pads gliding over the soft flesh and up the other. His other hand grabs the paddle once more. “Maybe I should put more strength inta these last ten, yeah?”

Before you could even reply back, he raises the plastic high above his head and smacks it soundly against the back of your thighs. You let out a piercing cry from the shock of how much stronger than impact was against our skin. The flesh was throbbing as the pain settled in. Tears pooled in your eyes as the pain spread from your nerves. 

He smacks the paddle against you in a quick series, stopping just before the last one. “My, you’re still getting so wet from even this?” Gin dipped his fingers back into the sticky pool of slick that gathers at your entrance. He spreads your juices over the back of your thighs and rear before bringing his soaked fingertips to his mouth. “Hmm...sweet. Just like dried persimmons.” Gin opens his eyes, showing those crystal blue irises that never fail to entrance you when you look into them.

“One more ta go, pretty Angel.” He lifts the paddle once more, only to drop it when it nears your flesh and his hand makes contact. Gin grabs a handful and begin to knead the flesh firmly. “Fourty-five.” He moves his hand to your hair and pulls you up so that you were straddling his lap. Gin pulls you down to meet his lips in a greedy kiss. “Ya did so well fer me. Taking yer punishment.” He feels your wetness seep through his clothing, leaving a damp spot on the crotch of his trousers. “I suppose I should fuck you now, hmm? How does that sound, Angel?”

You eagerly nod your head as you grind down on the bulge you felt growing harder underneath you. “Please, Gin. I need you so badly.” You let out a squeak when he suddenly reversed your positions, his pants already down to his knees to free his erection as he pressed your thighs to your chest. You cry out when he rubs the head of his cock through your slick folds.

Gin coos down at you as he slides inside with one smooth thrust, his heavy balls tapping lightly at the redden flesh of your ass. “Who am I ta deny my pretty little angel?”

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