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seireiteihellbutterfly · 26 days

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Sundae Tropes - Milestone Event - CLOSED 🍨

Well, hello everyone! I can’t believe it’s finally happened but we’re celebrating a milestone! 300 followers?! Like what? I want to thank each and every single one of you for supporting my little blog. I love the interaction and going forward, hope to have more engagement with everyone. To celebrate, I thought I’d throw together a little event. This is intended to be an 18+ event, so minors MDNI. Welcome to Sundae Tropes! Open to all my followers and moots!

Give it up for the talented @actuallysaiyan for the super cute banner!

Rules

🍨 Make your sundae!

1. Pick a flavor of ice cream 2. Choose 1 or 2 toppings - One per group 3. Pick a man (or woman) from either Bleach or JJK 4. Please note the waffle cone option if none of the toppings appeal to you

So for example, your request could look something like Chocolate with whipped cream and caramel with Renji.

🍨Please note: Since this is meant to celebrate my moots and followers, I will not be accepting anon requests. Anyone who follows me and wants to submit a request, but are shy to have their name show up, please DM me, and I will add your request to the list and reach out to you separately when I’m done writing, without responding to the ask publicly.

🍨 The reader will by default be written as female unless specified otherwise. Please have a look at my rules for characters I don’t write. All characters are either written as adults or aged up.

🍨Also, since each fandom has certain characters more popular than others, I’m capping the number of requests I receive for these characters.

🍨This will be open for a week (closing April 12th).

🍨I will be writing a good number of these and will be feeding all requests into a random generator to pick what order I’m writing these in.

Flavors

Vanilla - High school sweethearts

Chocolate - Boss/secretary

Strawberry - Enemies to Lovers

Rocky Road - Teacher/student

Cookie dough - Strangers in a foreign city

Coffee - Friends to lovers

Moose Tracks - Fake dating

Mint chocolate chip - Soulmates

Butterscotch - Forced proximity

Cookies and Cream - Marriage pact

Fudge - Captor/Captive

Peanut butter - Secret Billionaire

Butter Pecan- Love Triangle (pick 2 characters)

Birthday cake- Amnesia/Mistaken identity

Cotton Candy- Secret Admirer

Cherry- Return to hometown/reunion love

Toppings (pick up to 2 - one from each group)

Group 1

Sprinkles - Threesome (pick 2 characters)

Whipped cream - Creampie, Breeding Kink

Crushed Oreos - Clit spanking, Nipple play, Bondage

Marshmallow - Teasing, Edging, Toys

Kit Kats - Exhibitionism, Dirty talk, Hair pulling

Maraschino Cherries - Praise kink, Lingerie, Blowjob

Strawberries - Passionate/romantic sex, Emotional bond

M&Ms - Virginity loss, Soft sex, Sweet talking

Group 2

Banana - Doggystyle

Reeses Pieces- Cowgirl

Chocolate-covered pretzels - Missionary

Nutella - Butterfly Position

Caramel - Thirst Position

Gummy bears - Facesitting

Brownie bits - 69

Chocolate chips - Lotus position

Kinks and fetishes not your thing? Want something fluffy and SFW? Add a waffle cone to any flavor! Pick a waffle cone prompt from the list below:

A waffle cone request could look like: Vanilla waffle cone #4 with Gojo

"I'm going on a blind date." "In hopes of them actually being blind?"

"Is there something I can do to make it easier?"

“Don’t you dare walk away right now!”

“Do you miss us?”

"I trust you with all of my heart."

“I have the feeling that you’re trying not to kiss me and I give you permission to just do it.”

“Do you want my jacket?”

"You're all my favorite things about the world concentrated into one person”

"You hugged me like your personal pillow."

“Oh, just shut up, I’m not blushing!”

“Morning cuddles are the best part of the day.”

“Of course I know the way you like your coffee.”

"My heart dances every time I look at you."

Why is your stupid face just so kissable?”

“Your laugh is contagious.”

"I never believed in love at first sight before I met you."

all dividers by @/ cafekitsune Prompts from @/ creativepromptsforwriting

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brittscafe · 3 months

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Hiii I have a request

Jushiro x reader

Jushiro getting horny while his lover sits on his lap and reader being shy

I know it’s not a lot of details but I hope your able to write something for it

Hiiii!! <3 Y'all know I love writing for my lovely husband 😩

The bar is filled with loud chatter and people are squeezed in every inch of the building. Jushiro's hand is latched onto yours, pulling you through the crowd and making sure you don't get lost.

Your eyes are memorized by his long, silky, white hair flowing behind him as he easily travels through the busy intersection. You and Jushiro finally reach the bar counter where Shunsui is sitting and waving at you guys.

You and Jushiro glance down at the one and only open seat near Shunsui.

"Go ahead and sit," Jushiro clears his throat, placing his hands on your shoulders and nudging you closer to the bar stool.

"No, it's fine. You can sit down instead," you shake your head.

"It's ok, my love. I really don't mind standing," Jushiro reassures you with a gentle voice.

"Jushiro, sit. It's fine, really. I'll just sit on your lap," you shrug your shoulders and Jushiro's breath hitches in his throat. Shunsui cocks an eyebrow and you shoot him a glare.

"I didn't say anything," Shunsui shoots his hands up in the air in defense. You roll your eyes with annoyance and Jushiro sits down.

Jushiro's palms are sweaty as you carefully sit down on his lap, your ass pressing against his lap and soft cock.

Shunsui orders you drinks as you shift in Jushiro's lap. He gulps, feeling his cock grow hard inside of his boxers. The way your hips sway and your clothed ass rubs against his cock makes Jushiro grow hot for you.

His hand is gripping onto your waist, then only do you notice how his slender fingers are digging into his flesh and his hard cock is pressed into your ass.

You slightly turn your head and your eyes meet Jushiro's. His eyes are slanted and narrow, filled with lust.

One look is all the two of you need to understand what is going on.

"I'm sorry, my love," Jushiro mumbles out and your face grows red hot. You swallow harshly and grab onto his hand that's sitting on your waist, squeezing it lightly.

"It's ok," you chuckle out nervously, gripping the glass in your hand tightly and taking another drink. Your stomach twists into uneasy knots as you glance around the full bar.

"I cannot wait until we get back home," Jushiro groans out, resting his slender nose on your back and breathing in your addicting smell.

His words make your eyes widen and you gulp. You squeeze your thighs together unable to help how wet you're getting. Jushiro slowly and carefully starts to thrust his hips up until your ass.

"Jushiro, calm down. We'll head home soon," you warn him, looking back and shooting him a warning glance. Jushiro's lips turn downward into a tiny frown, but he nods his head.

Jushiro is beyond eager and really cannot wait to get back home so he can properly fuck you.

#bleach #jushiro ukitake #jushiro ukitake smut #bleachanime #bleach imagines #bleach anime #bleach x reader #bleach x you #bleach x y/n #bleach jushiro #bleach ukitake #jushiro ukitake x reader #ukitake jushiro x reader #jūshirō ukitake #ukitake smut

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luselih · 5 days

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Another new tumblr page! Welcome welcome!

I was wondering your thoughts on some of the Bleach captains with a very petite s/o? Think like… 4’8 - 5’2 , teeny tiny lil things. Someone who “looks” frail at first glance. Is someone smaller their type? Would that factor into any pursuit? 👀 You can go into NSFW territory if you like, but I’d be happy with SFW too!

summary/ask: bleach captains with tiny/petite s/o! (height around 4’8 to 5’2 feet or 142 cm to 157 cm)

content warnings | manga spoilers!!, separated in sfw/nsfw, sfw- mostly fluff (a little bit of angst) and my personal opinions of them having tiny fem s/o, teasing, kissing and physical affection, mentions of kids and domestic life, i think that’s it for this part, nsfw - so smut of course (minors dni), fem! reader, neutral skin color reader, yapping too much about kinks ,size kink go BRRRRR, oral (receiving), different sex positions, wlw!!, overstimulation, breeding + pregnancy + kids mentioned, mentions after care + more…

a/n - #1 i am actually using tumblr last 3 years but i just recently got back into writing lol and you got my european ass to convert those feet’s and inches to centimeters, 😦 i am like 5’8-9 feet ( around 175 cm-ish tall) so please if i didn’t get a good point in this writing im sorry 😭, didn’t write for old man Yama, sorry not sorry honestly, he’s best grandpa tho <3

#2 also to say i wrote for captains in that picture (before tybw lineup) if you are interested in past/future captains please send me a request! i don’t mind doing them later on~ Toshiro is aged up (grown up/him using his complete bankai)!

SFW!

Suì-Fēng is interesting one since she is not the tallest one (as tall as 150 cm (4'11")) definitely so she is leaning more into taller or at least average sized ones. However i don’t think she minds someone around her height, they can get each other struggles and solve then like you climbing on her shoulders to get a food from a high cabinet in a kitchen or gets in a tiny space together comfortably, yeah i think she is content with it!

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi would like to have someone dandy on his side, dressing you up in fancy clothes and accessories. Having you as his dress up doll at home~ (sorry this is dry, i don’t like his characters that much lol)

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana isn’t that tall either being 159 cm (5'2½") tall but her terrifying aura so there is no one pick on you and definitely not her in entire Seireitei so that’s nice <3 However i see her personal preference is someone taller but she also doesn’t mind having “a puppy” following her in free time ;)

Shinji Hirako, this little shit of a man would tease you till a day you die, picking on you as you are just trying to do your job or just passing by, he would put just get your paperwork and lift it that his lanky ass could reach and stuck his tongue out at you, eventually giving in and giving it back with a playful grin and a kiss on a side of your cheek as a apology, saying he won’t tease you again and then teasing you AGAIN not even an hour later 🤦‍♀️

Byakuya Kuchiki would honestly prefer someone who is tiny imo, that has already been proven right since he was with Hisana who is most likely same size as Rukia so there is no doubt. As a head of a clan he likes the feeling that his dearest could rely on him in anything, call it whatever you want but it brings him a sense of something he lost once and he is not planning to lose it again.

Sajin Komamura is TALLEST one 288 cm (9'5½") so as i said he would be probably more found of someone taller or average sized…however! that’s doesn’t mean he wouldn’t enjoy having you around, in both of his forms he would carry you bridal style at late night hours or when Seireitei is empty so you two could have your time without having a fear of being judged or made fun of because of your appearances.

Shunsui Kyōraku, this man hoe likes every woman. He is a proud women lover. He loves any shape, size and complexion in women, he would absolutely adore having you close to him anywhere, especially in his bed late at night as he brushes your wedding rings together :)

Kensei Muguruma is on a more neutral side since i can see him wanting a tall and strong s/o he can fight and train with, but something in me is telling me that he’s a traditional man, he likes to be needed and wanted, be able to stood out in front of you proud, strong and straight to protect you.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya would finally be relieved that there is another person that is small, he’s so mf tiny that you are just maybe slightly taller than him anyway, in his true bankai form he’s around Byakuya’s height so he just might indulge himself into telling you a slight teasing comment, yeah i think he would like someone tiny to match him-

Kenpachi Zaraki would have a smaller s/o without a need for you to be smaller than an average woman in height, he’s like tall-tall, strong and intimidating compared with every race anyway. However i do have a feeling that he would like to have someone so dandy and small like Yachiru since she is a practically a part of his soul so he is found of tiny and cute things. Since his little Yachiru left ( :( ) you had become one who would sit on his shoulder as you two have to go anywhere, imo he probably wishes that one day if you two had a little kid together that it would be little girl who is his eyes is a little Yachiru who you two take care of, but this one have a little eyes just like yours and he likes that very much <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, this is weird one because i can see him not really having a type? He barely likes anyone, yet your tiny ass got underneath his skin and now you are here for him. Following him as you two raise Nemuri together, you 3 now looking like a real family!

Jūshirō Ukitake :( gosh i love him so much, anyway he is so nice with you, since you both are physically not very strong, it would make it easy but he fears he couldn’t protect you in time because of his fragile body :( yeah, can definitely see him with tiny s/o <3

NSFW!

Suì-Fēng - i think she loves classic scissoring as you two play w each other’s clits, can’t go well with that one and also, just sit on her face when she’s angry and don’t you dare to put only 10 percents of your body weight on her, fucking sit on it like a chair and let her spend her big mouth on a good job between your legs~

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi - into Dacryphilia, absolutely loves when you get all pretty and dolled up especially in tiny dress, Pretzel Dip or missionary as you cry from overstimulation, looking so ruined and perfect just for him <3

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana - man, if you haven’t died when she showed a 8 inch strap up your vagina and fucked you like she hate your guts you are good 👍 anyway, she fucking loves when you ride her or when she puts you in a mating press, absolutely filthy as she splits in your mouth you just because. ( she had a secret breeding kink but shush 🤫 don’t say you heard it from me, also i got some trans!Unohana thoughs, anyone interested in hearing it? comment down please!)

Shinji Hirako - he’s such a meanie in bed too ☹️, i mean he would literally yank you back by your ankle and continue giving you head with his pierced tongue, gosh the overstimulation is crazyyyy with him. Absolutely loves snuggling after it and his hand sliding on your side gently as it went to tease your kitty cat AGAIN-

Byakuya Kuchiki - he must be in love w you if he brings you to his bed so missionary or any position where he can see your face and kiss it is a must, he makes love with you and genuinely only fuckes you if he is jealous or mad, probably have a savior kinks/hints of it sometimes + soft kisses down your back as he praises you after 🥹

Sajin Komamura - (human version) when you two have sex he can’t help but to have a need to make you his because of wolf genetics in him so pretzel dip or prone bone are his favorite positions to make your tiny mind mindless as he might just cums inside if you especially in spring 🤭

Shunsui Kyōraku - loves cowgirl/any version of it so he doesn’t have to do too much at least at the start, see you bouncing on top of his cook as it’s tip bullies your cervix is a fever dream, pressing against your lower back or tummy just for your pussy get a death grip on his dick, isn’t fully interested in pulling out so pregnancy is inevitable sooner or later my dear 🫡

Kensei Muguruma - he is a simple man so he goes doggy or full nelson, fucks to fucks and myb slightly into bondage?? absolutely makes you squirt by fingering you, hate sex??? he absolutely demolish your poor pussy if you flirt w Shinji or Rose, he will kiss your forehead after it tho <3

Tōshirō Hitsugaya - (grown up version) doesn’t have that high of a sex drive but he adores you so he indulge into your horny cravings of him, loves spooning or Scissoring (just mlw) so he can kiss your shoulders or forehead as he for sure makes you cum couple of times at end of the night, secretly loves cookwarming but shushhh 🫢

Kenpachi Zaraki - actually fuckes you in every position possible and everywhere you can imagine, loves stand and deliver (The Bicycle position) as he is chocking you while pounding into your tight kitty, your bodies only stability is his arm that you are gripping for dear life and yes, he isn’t pulling out since he say so <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi - doesn’t have that high of sex drive but he would absolutely make you deepthroath his length if you are bratty enough, probably some doctor/patient roleplay, people of Seireitei are scared to see his genuine smile if they see a little girl with both of your features??

Jūshirō Ukitake - my sweet man can only had cow girl/variations + missionary sex position with you so he doesn’t finish too soon, absolutely PERFECT with his fingers and has a praise kink so absolutely praise the living shit out of him as you make love underneath the moonlight all night long so he can be happy <333

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dejwrld · 9 months

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talk about our future, like we had a clue. never planned that one day i'd be losing you.

tybw spoilers, angst, sadness, pls i'm sorry you guys this is just something short that popped up in my mind, let me know if you guys kinda want something else with this ship on like how they met or whatever, after reading this go listen to build a home by the cinematic orchestra ft patrick watson & the one that got away by katy petty, other creations | jūshirō ukitake

You didn't enjoy how Shunsui Kyōraku was looking at you. His eyes reeked with sadness and sorrow while you lean forward to pour the steaming tea into his cup. You purposely chose lavender tea because it helped with stress—he was the newest commander of all the divisions after all. You can only imagine how stressful that new role was pushed upon him so suddenly amid a war. The silence between you two made you nervous, but you had a feeling that your husband's best friend was here across the Chabudai like old times for a reason.

A reason that you didn't want to accept just yet.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." Shunsui breaks the avoidable sound of nothingness. A void that you didn't want to break because you knew why he was apologizing.

He places the folded white captain coat you've seen your husband wiggle his frame in before the sun has risen many times on the Chabudai and slides it closer to you.

Your chest tighten so harshly that it felt like you couldn't breathe. It felt like a tight chain was wrapped around your chest and limbs and only growing tighter with each passing second of your own silence. Your shoulders lowered and your body couldn't help but slouch at his words. You blink a couple times thinking that maybe this was a nightmare. That if you blinked just five more times, you'll wake up and he'll be right next to sleeping peacefully. But your fifth time blinking, Shunsui still was there.

Your hands shook as you pick up your own cup to sip the warm liquid before speaking, "For what Shunsui? Say it. What exactly are you apologizing for?"

You thought that maybe Shunsui ripping the bandaid off fully would be better. That you can surpass the emotions that were currently attempting to break through this strong barrier you've built up since being married to him. A barrier that you had to build since you knew something like this could happen.

Shunsui's perfectly sculpted jaw clenches, but not in frustration. He didn't want to admit this to you because he still couldn't believe it. He knew this would break you.

"He's gone, Y/N. Jūshirō is gone."

Your eyes graze downward at the white fabric in front of you and finally, the tears you were holding back finally came tumbling down your heated cheeks. A shaky sigh passed by your lips as you were trying your hardest to process this. Your thoughts were swirling around your mind so loudly and quickly that you wanted to turn your brain off. You wanted to climb back into bed and weep until you ran out of tears. But you couldn't.

He wouldn't want that. But gosh, this hurts. It felt like you just received a knife to the heart. Because that's what was taken from you. Your heart. Your moon. Your soulmate.

You went to ask how did it happen. You deserved to know but weren't quite sure if you could handle the truth of that. Your lips went dry parts to speak, but the door of the area you and Shunsui were in was slid open and your head turns to see who was coming in. Your heart cracks in your chest seeing your little baby crawl into the room followed by one of your friends whose been hear with your since Jushiro hasn't been home. He hated when you were home alone.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. Haru is such a busybody." Your friend jokes but her lips form a straight line when she realizes the tension in the room.

"It's okay, he can stay. But do you think you can pack some things for me? I think I'm going to be staying at my family's estate for a couple of days." Your arms open up so little Haru could climb into your lap.

Your friend didn't question why the suddenness of you needing to go be with your family, but she only nods before excusing herself to do what you asked.

Your head rests on top of Haru's head briefly. His white locks of hair that were beginning to grow faster than you expected tickled your chin. Your eyes met with Shunsui's and the look in them grew darker. Haru's curious hands reach forward to attempt to grab at his father's captain coat which still was like a haunted artifact that you didn't want to touch in the middle of the table.

"Did he die in battle? Fighting?" You asked.

"Sacrificed." Shunsui's answer was short and brief. He sips from his cup despite the fact that the warm liquid didn't calm his nerves at all.

A sad chuckle erupts from you and you give Shunsui a sad lopsided grin, "Of course he did."

Silence overcame you and Shunsui again. You couldn't quite understand how silence couldn't be heard. But it could be considered the loudest sound a person can hear. A deafening void that left a nasty pit in your stomach that was tied into the nastiest knots at the moment.

"Are you going to be okay?" Shunsui leans forwards closer and his large frame leans against the wooden table.

"No, but we'll get through it." Your fingers run through Haru's hair to push some of it out his face.

Shunsui's eyes looked at the infant in your lap and now his stomach was the one churning into abhorrent knots. He was staring at a reflection of Jushiro in the baby. From the curious doe eyes, the crystal white hair, and even down to the way his face scrunched up in frustration due to him not being able to reach Jūshirō's captain coat. His best friend made the same exact face when he was frustrated.

"Will you though? You lost your husband, Y/N. It's okay to break down."

"And you lost your best friend Shunsui, but you must stay strong too because you have commanding captain duties to do, right? The war isn't over yet." You hugged Haru closer because it felt like alongside the memories you shared with Jūshirō that Haru was the last thing of him left.

"Haru and I will be okay because Jūshirō's best friend will not leave me alone until he ensures that I am. Plus, I'm positive that's something he told you to do before he made his decision. Am I correct?"

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nymphoheretic · 10 months

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Synopsis: You wake your husband up in the best way possible

Warnings: Somnophilia, dubcon turn consensual, oral (male receiving), cum swallowing, implied smut

Word Count: 0.8k

Pairing: Jushiro Ukitake x F!reader

Network: @enchantedforest-network

You roll over in your bed, snuggling closer to your husband. You sigh out as he wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer to his chest. Jushiro always made you feel so safe and protected, despite his frail stature. You did your best to be the best wife for him, because it's what he deserved. He was the captain of the 13th division and worked so hard everyday that you felt like the least you could do was shower him in love.

So, when you toss your leg over his hip in an attempt to cuddle even close and felt his hard on under your thigh, you know that you need to help him. Sitting up, you ran your fingers through his long white hair before tracing our finger down his slim cheeks and over his lips.

Your husband was so peaceful in his slumber that you couldnt help but to admire him as you glided your hand down his lean chest, skimming your fingers over the faint curve of his abs.You finally reached your destination in the large tent in his pants. Stealing a glance up at Jushiro, to see that he was still fast asleep, his brow furrowed slightly in confusion.

You slip your hand into his sleeping pants, wrapping your fingers around the girth of his cock. Jushiro was not too thick but he was long and it touched all the right spots inside of you. Your thighs clenched together at the memory of last night when he was softly thrusting into you while spooning you. How he had one of your legs in the air as he fucked into you, his balls gently slapping against you.

Trying to clear your fuzzy mind, you stroked his dick and watched at his face slowly morphed from confusion to a look of pleasure. Soft, whiny groans left him as his hips lifted to thrust into your fist as he sought out more of your touch even in his slumber. His mouth fell open as another lewd sounding moan left him.

Carefully peeling down his pants, you freed his cock, the angry pink tip, swollen and leaking pre. Your mouth watered at the sight of it and felt your juices trickle down your thighs from your clenching hole. Stealing another glance up at your husband, you could see that he was still sleeping although judging from the way his eyes were twitching he would wake up soon.

Wasting no time, you took your husband’s length down your throat. His response was instant. Hips buckled, a choke moan leaving his lips, and his hand in your hair to push you even further down onto his weeping cock. Soft whiny groans filled the bedroom as you sucked on his cock, your finginer coming up to press and play with his heavy balls.

Flattening your tongue, you took him in deeper, his tip touching the back of your throat as he fingers curled in your hair. You slipped your other hand between your thighs to play with your slick coated clit. As you hummed lightly, the vibrations going up your husband’s spine, making him moan so loud that it startled him awake.

Jushiro let out a loud, lewd sounding moan, waking up from what he thought was an intense wet dream. He blinked his green eyes when he realized that it wasn’t a dream. You, his beautiful wife was between his thighs, your delectable little mouth on his cock. He sat up and watched as you sucked down his inches, his hand resting on top of your head. “My pretty wife is taking me so well. I will cum soon.”

You smiled around him, but didn’t stop the movements of your tongue against his shaft. You wanted to taste him, you needed to. Bobbing your head up and down on his cock, your lips tightening to make lewd sucking sounds as your tongue laps at the precum that was dribbling from his slit. “Jusiro, let me taste you, baby.” You increase the pressure of your mouth, fingers playing lightly with his sac. Feeling him twitching on your tongue, you knew he was close.

Jushiro pushes down on your head onto his cock as he comes hard, shooting thick ropes of white down your greedy throat. His hips jerk as you continue to lightly suckle on his cock as little whines let his throat as he runs his fingers over your hair as he mutters soft praise. “That’s my good girl. Taking my cum so deep down her throat like that.” He pulls you up and rolls over to he’s on top, sheathing his cock inside your dripping hole.

Lazily, he thrusts into you, smiling sleepily down at you. Jushiro nuzzles his cheek against yours as he slowly fucks into you. “You’re so beautiful, my love.” He slurs his words, still half sleep. Your husband leans down to kiss you, his lips missing yours as you giggle and wrap you legs tighter around his lean waist. You cup his face in you palms and turn him to meet your lips in a sweet kiss.

“I love you, too, Jushiro. I love sweet, sleepy sex with you.” You moan out softly against his lips as he moves your legs up to his shoulders to push your knees closer to your chest.

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#nymphomanic♡#bleach smut #bleach x reader #bleach x you #bleach x reader smut #ukitake jushiro x reader #jushiro ukitake x reader #bleach fanfiction #bleach fanfic #bleach imagines

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sashi-ya · 1 year

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

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬. part two 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. by sashi-ya 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐈 | 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 | 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈

tw: NSFW. mini scenarios when being caught by you while masturbating. also I came to ruin a perfect color spread from Shinij listening to music for ever. next part will feature part of the Karakura gang. wc: 1k // masterlist // tag list: @stygianoir @tealcat001 @dumbbitch223 @bookandyarndragon @ilibili @jin-supremacy01 // colab with @the-witch-of-one-piece

➡ 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐈

A man that likes to investigate and nurture himself with the changing culture of the world of the living had discovered what porn is. And hell, what a breakthrough it has been for him.

Headphones and that little device Ichigo’s classmate gave to him, himself resting over his red sofa, believing the many boxes of vinyl discs protect him from the rest of the room. The phone plays the video of a busty red-haired woman moaning, being totally pleasured by a faceless man. He watches such video with great attention as he beats his own meat to the sounds of that girl’s whines.

Shinji’s smile grows wider, but his eyes are closed shut. Total bliss as he keeps jerking off, perhaps imagining the actress is jumping over his sex. And you are watching at a total unaware captain from behind. He didn’t hear you calling, nor he has noticed your presence.

You don’t mind watching, because you are sure he actually would love to know you have been. And just as he finally bursts, and his neck stretches in total pleasure you decide to take his headset off.

“Is that device able to record video?” you ask, hugging him from behind.

Shinji laughs nervously, you have surprised him and even if he tries for his almost yellow locks to cover his blushed cheeks you’ve seen the shame in his eyes.

“I- I think yes” he answers, confused, and still agitated. “Stay right there, let’s recreate the video…”

➡ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄

Does he really masturbate? Surely he does. He is a man with desires too. But have you ever thought about him doing it? Probably not… even if you did think of him while doing it.

It’s normal to you to hear him grunt and moan in his sleep, but it’s nothing but his difficulty to breathe. You are not supposed to be taking care of him; however, you do. The same way Kyone and Sentaro do, you provide welfare to him.

Jushiro fleeted you to your quarters, but, you decided to stay close to his room. He had been coughing more than usual, and his skin seemed a little more blushed during the times you were around. The last thing you want for him is to run a high fever and have no one to help him. But… what type of fever is the long-haired captain running? Perhaps, it was some kind of internal heat that couldn’t be stopped by any meds…

You hear him cough, and then whine. Like a plead, his last moan sounds. And you are sure he is not just sleeping, Jushiro must feel really bad. And you decide to act.

“Ukitake Taicho! Are you ok??” you move the curtain away to his room to discover he actually was more than ok. His green eyes widen; he looks at you with his mouth open from the side. He is completely naked in front of you, with his hard shaft in between his slender fingers, he is covered in sweat, with his hair a little dishevelled.

“(Name)-chan! wha- what- what are you doing h-ere?!! I thought I was alone!” he asks scandalized as you turn around to cover your eyes with your hands. You can’t ignore the beautiful image of his almost white skin subtly bathed by the warm flame of a candle, and the fact that his moans were motivated by pleasure.

“I’m sorry… Ukitake Taicho. I stayed here in case you felt bad, you seemed blushed during the day, and I was scared you might be running a fever…”

“I wasn’t sick, (Name)-chan… I’m not used to have you near me for so long” he whispers, as you hear him standing up. His wide frame rises behind you, one of his hands rest now over your shoulder. “It’s just you…” he mumbles, so soft and caring, but so sexy and arousing.

A smirk curls up your lips while you close the curtain and let him pull you, drag you… to sin…

➡ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈

You can’t tell me you simply “caught” him. There is no way you weren’t abducted by his manly grunts to look.

“You lose no time, huh? Yachiru just left with the other kids” you mock him, bending over the frame of his door. “Huh? The kid is always around, I have little to no time alone” he protests, never stopping his pumping motions.

You laugh sexily, and bite your lower lip. You are punishing him, nobody can but you. “No sex” you said. And no sex for such a beast is detrimental. “You are so needy, Kenny…” you purr, licking your teeth.

“Are you gonna come and suck my dick or you want a show?” “I wouldn’t mind you showing me how needy you are”

You are playing with fire, and you love it… almost as much as him. What you just suggested represents a challenge to him. And he will show you, and he is also gonna make you kneel in front of him sooner or later. His strong reiatsu raises like his arousal, growing like his hardness, sprouting, and overflowing.

Your lungs feels like they are being crushed by your ribs, his smirk turning into a devil smile as he pumps harder. Up and down. Precum dripping in between and over his knuckles, his wide chest covered in scars going up and down. His grunts like growls, feral and so hot, making cross your legs and regret your “sex prohibition”

He rips his eye patch; he wants you to finally succumb, and an upcoming orgasm can make his strong spiritual pressure become heavier for sure. So much that, as he wanted, your legs fail you and you end up kneeling on the ground.

“Hah!, you finally decided to suck my dick?” he laughs, standing up and walking towards you. “You- damn brute… conceal your reiatsu or else I’m gonna die before it” you protest, horny but on the verge of becoming hypoxic. “Fineee fineee, but only if you stick your tongue out for me”

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suvidrache · 10 months

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Single Parenting

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 347 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

Prompt: Jūshirō and Shunsui courting a single parent.

Author's Note: I have no kids of my own, I wouldn't know what it's like to be in this position. However, I do hope that you like it.

Jūshirō doesn't get out much due to his medical condition. However, he will try his best to get out more for you. On days that his health is bad, he may send over food for both you and your kid(s) or flowers for you. Maybe both. It depends. If you'd prefer dates in his house on bad days, despite his illness, he'll try to make it more romantic for you. He would help you out in any way that he can if you allow him to. However, he may hire some help if he can't do it himself. He would let the kid(s) come to him first, as he doesn't want to bother them or push them. He would buy gifts for them, but he wouldn't give them to them as he is unsure whether to or to not give. If they still have yet to accept him, he would only give gifts on the holidays/birthdays, and still let them come to him. If they accept him, then he would give gifts whenever he feels like it.

Shunsui would take you to many places wherever you said you wanted to go. Even if it was just a brief mention of said place. He didn't forget. He wouldn't forget when your child(ren), mentioned a favorite thing, subject, or color of theirs. He would get it for them and give them the gift the next time that he saw them. If you allowed him, he would take the kid(s) with him to places the both of you visit. It can either be a date with the two of you or a family date. He doesn't mind either way. If he had the key to your house and was allowed to enter as he pleased, he would knock before entering, and let himself in to clean or to help with whatever you had mentioned needing to be done earlier. You may or may not notice what he had done, but he would always leave a flower on your bed as proof of him being there.

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kxkyuu · 2 years

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Sleepy Sex: occurs when an individual engages in sexual acts while asleep

Synopsis: You wake your husband up in the best way possible

Warnings: Somnophilia, dubcon turn consensual, oral (male receiving), cum swallowing, implied smut

Word Count: 0.8k

Pairing: Jushiro Ukitake x F!reader

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“I love you, too, Jushiro. I love sweet, sleepy sex with you.” You moan out softly against his lips as he moves your legs up to his shoulders to push your knees closer to your chest.

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kotonoba · 6 months

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ISYT (Jushiro/Fem!Reader) Ch. 42

Please do not read in public.

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Halloween was still quite a foreign concept to Soul Society. Especially following Aizen's betrayal, many people were looking for ways to distract themselves. You didn't blame them, and you would be too if the man didn't nearly kill you for getting curious. From what you've experienced before, Halloween is more of a "trick or treat" costume thing that kids enjoy celebrating. You've also heard from your human peers while you resided there that it's when the lines between the living and the dead get a little murky.

The way Soul Society viewed Halloween was another reason to have a get-together and a party. But that party didn't include you. And you found out the hard way.

There was a knock on the screen door of the Ugendo; you opened it expecting it to be your husband returning from his numerous meetings since the betrayal of Aizen. But an orange-haired woman greeted you; you've seen her around; she drinks a lot.

"Matsumoto-san…?" You pondered a little. Did you get her name right, at least? You kept to yourself a lot ever since the incident where people thought you were using Jushiro to climb the ranks. This wasn't the case, but no one tried to understand anything, and you didn't bother to explain further. So, what was left was a huge misunderstanding. Jushiro did try to explain it to everyone, but you've given up on interacting with your peers. You've often kept to yourself. Today was one of those days.

"Ah, yeah. I'm here to invite you to Ukitake-taichou for the Halloween party. Can you give it to him when he's back?" She handed an orange envelope with a black bat seal to it to you, and you glanced at it: 'invitation for Jushiro Ukitake for Soul Society's first Halloween party.'

A bitter smile painted on your face for a second before masking it with a more joyous one, "of course! He'll be ecstatic to see this. Is there anything he needs to do before joining? Does he need to bring anything?"

"Preferably in costume, but we can provide if he doesn't have one. Everything is written on the invitation for the… you know," she looked a little uncomfortable as she pointed to the envelope. You knew it was an invite-only party; you were omitted, but you wanted her to say it. You nodded, waiting for her to continue, "invite-only party."

You smiled, "okay, thanks. Enjoy!" Watching her leave hurriedly, you closed the door quickly, placing the envelope on the table to greet Jushiro's return.

You needed a drink after that interaction. It was uncomfortable for the two of you.

You wandered into the kitchen, grabbed a small glass cup, and poured homemade rice wine. It's been fermenting for a bit, and you could already smell that it's gotten exponentially more alcoholic since the last time you tried.

You took a sip from the cup and cringed at the sharp spike of alcohol down your throat. You were not a lightweight. But you don't drink that often, so it surprises you now and again.

You hid your rice wine in a secluded, dark corner of the kitchen and kept the glass full with you back to your shared room with your husband. Take a sip now and again as you read through your paperwork to revise it. You perked up a little when you heard the doors slide open, and your husband was home. But, a sense of dread drowns your enthusiasm as you recall a party that specifically excluded you from it. You shook your head and focused on the report in front of you.

"Y/n? What's this envelope for?" Your husband called in your general direction.

"Invitation to a Halloween party. Everything you need is listed in the envelope already, or at least that's what Matsumoto-san said," you tried not to sound irked, but you felt your body heat up at the mention of the lieutenant's name.

You blamed it on the alcohol.

The door closes, and you assume it is Jushiro leaving for the party, but what surprised you was that the bedroom door was slid open, then closed; a breeze brushed by the nape of your neck before you were met by the cool embrace of your husband, still in his haori.

You glanced over your shoulders as he rested his chin on your shoulders, "yes, 'Shiro?"

"I'm not going," he says childishly as he sits on the ground with you, pulling you onto his lap, "I'm not interested in going to a party that doesn't involve my wife." As you were ready to retort to him, a kiss on the neck met you, "I've been waiting to spend time with you all day. No way you'll kick me out of here to spend time with people I've seen all day."

You laughed a bit, "if you say so, but tonight is Halloween, wouldn't you be missing out?"

"No," his embrace tightened around you more; it seemed he'd had a stressful day with how clingy he was getting. You noticed his pout before it was replaced by curiosity. Taking your cup of rice wine in his hands and sniffing it a little, "I thought I smelled alcohol. When did you start drinking it? Is Shunsui a bad influence on you?"

You shook your head, "this is homemade. I suddenly remembered I made some and haven't finished it, so I might as well start again. Plus, it keeps me warm on such a cool evening today." That was half true, and it was more or less that you were trying to drown your sense of dread.

"It's strong," Jushiro said, but he returned for another sip.

"And you're not stopping," you pointed out.

"Well, I thought it was rather cold tonight as well. Might as well warm up a little," he says, setting down the half-empty cup. He drinks more than you ever would. Honestly, you would drink yourself to bed if he attended that party.

"Have you warmed a little?" You questioned him. His cheeks were getting flushed, and he might be a lightweight.

"Mhm… what are you doing, love?" His hands began to wander, slipping into your attire, meeting your warm belly with his cool hands.

That earned an airy laugh from you, "that's cold!" You bared your neck when you felt him nuzzling into your nape for a kiss, "I'm proofreading the reports ahead of time for you. That way, you have less work in the mor– ah!" Your surprised yelp came from his hands trailing down your belly, past your waist, and slipping to your wetness to massage your clit gently.

"Instead of alcohol, why don't we warm each other up, love? We haven't done it in a while," his voice purred against your neck; kisses turned into soft nibbles as he rubbed circles onto your clit. Your body tensed up quickly; it was a progression you didn't expect from him. Usually, he'd ask for consent repeatedly instead of doing it while suggesting it.

"Y-you've already started; you don't have to ask.." you breathed softly. Your breathing quickens as his rubbing quickens. You jolted in his touch when his middle finger slid up and down your clit, heating your core quickly.

"Relax, or you won't last long enough," his nibbles turned into a sloppy lick. You gripped his sleeves quickly, and it wasn't like you weren't trying to tense up. Like he's said, you two haven't done it in a while, so it was easy for you to melt under his touch. Especially when you could feel him harden behind you, pressing up against you. You two were equally as turned on.

You have the alcohol to thank for that. It's not rare that Jushiro gets horny, it's just that he doesn't act on it because he tries to be "considerate."

Jushiro noticed you had quickly shut your legs, grinning against your neck. He moved his free hand to separate your legs before rubbing roughly and speedily up and down your clit.

Your core flooded with warmth, your vision turned white, your ears heated up, and you twitched against his hold. But even after your climax, he didn't let up his rubbing. Sure, he's slowed down, but he's continuing. Now, he uses his legs to anchor yours open, freeing his free hand to expose your body, freeing it from your clothes and your bindings against your chest.

"Look," he called for your attention, moving to nibble at your ear, flicking his gaze from your exposed body to the mirror before you two.

You never understood the reason for that mirror to be there. You thought it was for decor. Until now, your face deepened in hue to see your body wholly exposed and reflected in the mirror, "'Shiro-" you were cut off by your moans. You saw his rubbing quicken in pace again. You came not long ago, and he wasn't letting you rest, "I-" he cut you off this time.

"You have such a nice body, y/n," he purred; you eyed the mirror. You knew he was drunk, but you felt this was liquid courage, not a drunken one-time conversation. "You don't have to worry about me leaving you," he whispered, his free hand finding a way to grope your breast, his index finger drawing circles on your nipples. "I should be worried that you'd leave me instead," he whispered, feeling your body tense up under his touch again; he couldn't help but chuckle. Quickening his pace to a sickeningly quick one.

You tried to hold on but curled slightly into his pacing and came again. But he wasn't letting up. He pressed your body back up against his once more. Now slip his middle finger and his ring finger from your clit and down to your slit. Rubbing the soaked area gently while his free hand still fondled your breast, "let me smother you with attention tonight," he grinned a little to see your cheeks all flushed and panting against him.

"'Shiro, I-" you yelped when you felt his slender fingers slip into your slit. He didn't offer you time to rest as he began pushing his fingers in and out of you.

"Yes?" He hummed sweetly, moving the free hand from your breast and down to your clit, once again stimulating your clit with one hand while the other worked on stretching you.

"Ngh… let me rest, 'Shiro," you whined, hands on his sleeves to try to pull them away.

"Mmm… no, I want to see you come undone for me," he teased; it was easy for that to happen. Persistence was the key to everything, after all. "So, what were you trying to say before, y/n?"

Your moans grew louder as the stimulation began to overwhelm you. You eyed the mirror to see what he was doing; rubbing fast circles on your clit while thrusting in and out of your slit slowly wasn't helping your case, "'Shiro, I-I would never leave you.. I–!" your breath hitched once again, tightening against his fingers to climax once more.

Jushiro paused; you took this precious few moments to catch your breath, "you won't?" He sounded uncertain.

You shook your head.

"But I'm–"

You cut him off. The alcohol not only gave him liquid courage. But it also dragged out his deepest fears, "I don't care, I love everything about you, your sickness doesn't define you, 'Shiro."

There was a moment of silence before he buried his face against your neck again; you felt him harden even more, and as you were about to comment something snarky about it, his rubbing and thrusting continued. This time, both were erratically fast. That shut you up for good, and incoherent moans left your mouth as your toes curled at the intensity; your clit couldn't handle that much attention in that short amount of time. You felt tears form in your eyes.

"Ah, fuck, I know you're telling the truth, y/n. Hearing it makes me want to eat you up," you panted heavily, curling into his pace again, "I hope you're ready for a long night." He purred, watching you climax once more.

"L-let me rest for a bit," you whispered between spasms; even with him pulling his fingers out of you, you jolted to that. Your eyes felt heavy, but sleep wasn't on Jushiro’s mind when he laid you on your shared futon, on your back.

He kissed your lips gently like a summer breeze, trailing ghost kisses from your lips to your neck, down your breast, around the curves of your body, down your waist, scooting himself between your legs. His hands pressed against your inner thighs as he placed butterfly kisses on them. Your body shook in anticipation as you tirelessly peered downwards a bit. His soft but ravenous gaze met yours; he held your eye contact boldly before spreading your cunt open to kiss your clit softly before diving in to grind his tongue against the bundle of nerves.

Your body jolted at the intensity once more; you gripped the futon tightly as a moan escaped your mouth breathlessly. He didn't give you time to react when he shoved his fingers back into your cunt. You came not long ago only to be met by the cruelty of his pacing once more; it was like a blissful torture to your clit. On one hand, it was the attention you craved; on the other, it was a constant attack on your nerves. He was sending shockwaves of pleasure up your spine. You tried to close the gap between your legs, but his hand held it down for good, exposing your crying cunt to the assault.

You applaud him for his technique if only you weren't repeatedly attacked at the same spot, and you weren't overly sensitive that even the lightest of touch made you scream his name. You arched your back once more. The overstimulation of the lower half of your body made you cum once more. Your body shuddered as he pulled away, now reaching to undo his attire, exposing his cock. You shuddered at the sight, and last you recalled, he wasn't that big.

"...won't fit, 'Shiro," you whispered, watching lather up his cock with your juices. He flushed at your comment as he knelt closer, hands guiding his member to your entrance.

"You'll find a way," he grinned, pushing the tip into your cunt; your toes curled. You were already too sensitive. His hands found their way to your legs, separating them from his slender body. He knew you were overly sensitive from his repeated onslaught to your clit, but that didn't make him any less eager as he pushed into you as gently as he could control himself. Watching your eyes widen at each inch thrust in. Your mouth gaped open; your head tilted back as he bottomed out on you. He was giving you time to adjust.

“You okay, love?”

You nodded, teary-eyed, but you were doing your best. There were soothing gestures that Jushiro did that always calmed you down: a kiss on the forehead, a caress of your cheeks to reassure you that everything was okay. And that he did, as he noticed your breathing steadied.

He smiled gently, “I will move now, love.”

He warned you, though it wasn’t much of a warning as you barely recovered from being overly sensitive. With each thrust, you moaned and whined in between, tears flooding your eyes with pleasure that he could tell. Despite his body heating up from the alcohol, as far as you’re concerned, his movements didn’t show that he was anywhere near being drunk.

Your toes curled, nails digging into his shoulders, and your breath hitched. You were close to your breaking point again. But you <i>knew</i>, this was your breaking point, and you did your best to hold back in the heat threatening to overpower your core.

“You’re doing good,” he whispered, his smooth voice trembling, hinting at his lackluster momentum; although fast, he did not last long, hence why his foreplay was so long. At least, that’s what you think for now.

You pulled him into a desperate kiss, spotting his reddened-tipped ears from your blurred vision; you could tell that your attention overstimulated him. It made you proud, so proud that you lost focus, reaching your breaking point quickly, climaxing, tightening your walls around his cock. Perhaps your tightening around him aroused him further; a few more thrusts caused him to bottom out in you, releasing his load into you.

As to what happened next, you couldn’t recall; your stamina gave in as it pulled you from your consciousness and into a deep slumber. The last you remember was Jushiro whispering he loved you before you passed out.

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Don't expect me to write too much smut; I'm not a fan of writing them because I don't think I'm good at describing them in a smutty way. I'm more of someone who likes to describe feelings above anything.

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chaotic-nick · 2 years

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Perfect Apology

Plot: Jushiro's confused about why you're ignoring him, or why you have such a solemn look on your face.

Pairing: Jushiro Ukitake x Reader x Shunsui Kyouraku

wc: 2800 // no warnings

AU: Human, modern, highschool lovers

4.30 PM Saturday

Jushiro stood outside where she worked with a hopeful look on his face as his hand, buried deep in his pocket, counted the notes he’d saved up. Perfect. He thought. Seeing her inside the calligraphy had his heart leaping to his throat. It had become a routine to wait for her at the same spot before he mustered up the courage to finally tell her how much he adored her in the past three years of their high school lives.

With all the things he wanted to do, all the places they could go together made the wait of the hours to end exciting. Yes, he was nervous which explains the lump in his throat, however, knowing (Y/n) she’d always say yes.

His eyes moved away from the ground to look at her through the shop’s windows when he heard her say, “Thank you, everyone!” Before pushing the door, she bowed once again, hair curtaining around her face and hiding the sombre look she wore.

Maybe it was the inevitable separation that’ll come once the college chapter of their lives begin that made her wear such an expression.

“Good afternoon, (Y/n).” He greeted, pulling his hand out of the comfort of his pocket to wave at her. Along with the soft wide-eyed smile, hints of pink dusted his cheeks.

Her face contorted to a different expression though not the one he expected. Not a smile but a look of shock, mouth falling open to call his name “Jushiro?” heavy with question to it.

Joining her side to walk beside her, the hand that wanted to ask if he could hold hers fell limp at the side and he began to explain himself, “Sorry, I should’ve called your house phone before coming here.”

Still, nothing changed on her face, only nodding. “I was— wanted to see you.”

“Are . . . are you not busy studying for college exams?” He should ask why she wore such an expression on her face. Was it at work?

Jushiro assuming the worse that had happened to her only smiled, not wanting to bring out a breakdown. “I should make time for you since we’re a couple.” He should do it somewhere where she could be comfortable not in a sea of busy people who’d stop and watch with wonder why she was crying.

“Right,” even the fact that they were a couple didn’t put any change on her face. Maybe it was a long day of busy customers. Together they stood in silence, waiting for the pedestrian lights to turn green.

Before he could ask if he could walk her home, her solemn tone cut him and his hopes of doing so off, “See you tomorrow, Jushiro.” cementing his feet to the pavement.

“Wait—” all that he could do was watch her blend in with the sea of people until she boarded a bus taking her to her house’s route.

Behind Jushiro, was his best friend, Shunsui. His expression matched the expression (Y/n) wore unlike her. His heart that seemed to beat so slow in the training grounds now went at a rapid pace until deafened his ears.

Shunsui bent his head down to allow his hat to cover his face, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as Jushior turned around. Hand gripping the leather straps of his bag until his knuckles turned white to calm his loud heart.

3.00pm

He’d spent the previous night pacing about in his room with a hand above his forehead, thinking of the many things he’d probably done wrong even going as far as phoning the Kyouraku-Issei household only for him to find that it was time for them to change their phone.

Repeated ‘Hello’s’ from little Nanao until Shunsui’s older brother picked it from her. ‘Who is this?’ ‘Good day, It’s me Jushiro, may I know if Shunsui’s available to talk to me?’ ‘There’s no one here . . . must be a mistake.’ Trying to explain the sound of the phone disconnected ended the conversation there.

Jushiro had ignored his desk where his review books waited for him through the night while his heart and mind fought. If he called her, what explanation would he give to her father? ‘I’m your daughter’s boyfriend. Yes, she and I are dating . . . oh no, no, please don’t forbid her from seeing me again, sir.’ While his mind created an intricate lie to save his face though, was too much for him to use.

Laying in his bed, his last idea before he thought that slumber would calm his poor heart made his eyes shoot open— and in bold red letter, THE PERFECT APOLOGY.

His first apology, one that he thought was perfect last night didn’t seem as perfect as it was when he finally stood outside the calligraphy shop she’d been working at since they were in the second year of their high school. Dressed in school uniform and marinating in his own sweat, Jushiro assumed that many workers in the comfort of their establishment’s air conditioning either pitied him or made ridiculous bets with each other.

No. He knew that the sad look on her face was his fault, and this is his way of apologising. For Jushiro, who still hasn’t come down from the high of being in his first relationship, to stand an hour before her shift ended was the perfect apology.

Looking down to count the folded bills he had saved from allowances and bus passes, he wanted nothing more but to see the smile on her face when he took her to her favourite Korean ice cream place.

Hearing her, “Senpai,” he pocketed his money and stood up straight. Despite squinting from the heat he could see the colourful flowers being left at the bent sign pole.

Was it that one that made her quiet when she saw him yesterday?

Right. Maybe she was shaken up from witnessing such a thing. “Hai, (Y/n)-chan?”

“Can I leave early today? I think I can make it up next week.” Through the window, he watched as her hands held on to her things paused with hesitance,

“You don’t have to make us any promises, (Y/n). It’s been heavy for you, take as much

time as you need.”

Another co-worker who was a college student when (Y/n) first joined chimed in, “Yeah, you definitely need it.” partnered with concern on her face. “I’m busy these days, but I can at least walk you to the bus station if you need me.”

Throwing on her white jacket, she turned to face them properly and bowed. “Thank you, everyone.”

It was obvious to them but not to him, and that realisation had made his shoulders slumping down in guilt and his eyebrow furrowing together. Looking down in confusion, he didn’t notice her pushing the door open.

How she ignored him and kept her head down took his excitement with her fist and crushed it against the ground both of them walked on. “Wait, (Y/n)!” Nearly stumbling to get to her, he called her name again. This time, his tone was heavy with panic.

She stopped, allowing them to close the gap between them before walking in the opposite direction from her original way. “Wait, I can’t walk that fast, I’ll start coughing.”

“Tell me what’s wrong, are you okay?” Asked Jushiro when she stopped again. “You’re beginning to worry me, (Y/n).”

Checking if anyone watched the two of them, (Y/n) only lifted up a hand with a forced smile. “Can we hold hands?”

“S-sure.” At this time of the day just before the rush hours of Karakura town, he could feel the anticipation from everyone they walked past. Plans of going home to the comfort of their families or people.

And yet, his heart is heavy with worry. “How about we walk to the bridge?” Her voice strained with roughness to it.

“Will you tell me what’s weighing your mind there?”

“Of course.”

Heavy steps against the steel staircase followed after him. Sluggish from a day’s worth of work. “Tired?” He asked, offering his hand to her as he leaned his body to rest against the railing.

“You could say that, started taking morning shifts after we graduated.”

Joining him in overlooking the traffic below them, her face shone with the orange light from the setting sun. “Do you have time to study at all?”

“Wow,” she breathed, pointing at the sun. “They let me read my materials when it’s a slow day.” The answer to his question didn’t make any sense in his mind, only watching her appreciate the sun.

At that moment, it was when Jushiro realised that his heart was hers. And hers alone. “You should let your hair down more.” He said, threading his fingers through her hair.

As they took in the silence between them, her eyes remained the same from yesterday. Heavy with longing. “What’s bothering you?” He caught himself asking without a second thought. “We agreed on telling each other everything.”

Jushiro compensated with empty words as she pushed herself off the railing to face him properly. “But the newspaper’s telling me that couples should take time and—“

Finally, the answer he’d been wanting to hear came in a flat tone that cut him off, “You.”

“Me?” Lost on replaying the many days he’s lived to look for the mistakes there, (Y/n)’s lips that had been pressed into a thin line began to quiver. Her body that she held collectedness, slouched.

“What’s— no, no. It’s probably the night exams I’ve been taking. And the studying I’ve

been doing . . .” Letting go of her hand, he patted his pockets, then pulled out a bundle that he’s been counting to show it to her. Nearly shoving it to her face with the eagerness to see her smile. “See. Let’s go we can get ice cream! (Y/n), please.”

His furrowed eyebrows and wide-eyes pleading for her forgiveness broke her heart.

“Jushiro,” she spoke in a small tone, a tear escaping from her eye. “You’re dead.”

Confusion fell.

Her eyes averted to the money he held, watching it slowly become drenched in blood. The high school uniform that he always wore even when going to the study centres began to turn into the kimono that served as the canvas of evidence when he died.

Behind him, he heard footsteps approaching them and even at the height of confusion, he turned around to shield (Y/n)’s crouched from. With a relieved sigh, he acknowledged “Shunsui,” it was only him. “Help me out here, please.” He begged, turning to cradle her face with his blood-soaked fingertips.

“Shunsui, help me understand!” He begged. “Why do I have this? I-I’m not dead, this is another one of your pranks, yeah?”

“Don’t you remember anything?” Was all that Shunsui could offer.

“N-nothing!” Pulling her to his chest, Jushiro felt his confusion turn to anger. ”Please, (Y/n) stop crying. What’s happening?”

“Let’s go,” Said Shunsui, taking her bag from her shoulders.

“Shunsui, please no.”

“He needs to remember how he died, (Y/n).”

Standing in front of the memorial place that he saw earlier, Jushiro carefully read the newspaper clippings attached to his face. ‘Promising high school student killed in reckless accident’, ‘Drunk driver kills top student’. And flowers, all that he’s passed by in flower shops and looked at with want, decorated the ground.

“You have unfinished business.” Said Shunsui, hands deep in his hakama. “Whatever it is you need to do it before your soul rots.”

Behind him (Y/n) stood with tears still flowing, hands never letting go of Jushiro’s. He squeezed them as he spoke to Shunsui, “Did you get in?”

A slow nod as Shunsui mustered up the energy to properly look at his friend. “I had to tell them that you passed away— was crying, they probably got the idea.”

“That’d be a story to tell.” Jushiro. “I have a last favour to ask from you?”

“Sure, not like you’d linger longer—” from where she stood, her head snapped to glare at Shunsui, quickly shutting him up, “sorry.”

“Take care of her for me.”

“She’s my best friend too, ‘course I will.”

“I just needed to hear that. Thank you Shunsui.” Turning to face her one last time, the scenario of his death flashed before his eyes. The words he wanted to say to her that night made themselves known again.

Now, he remembers all of it.

He heard her ‘Hello’, finished with a yawn before he saw a blinding light consume all of his surroundings. Seeing the hands that held hers lovingly slowly turn clear. “I think my unfinished business here was, telling you how grateful I am,” at this, her eyes widened. Her lips began to quiver again as he continued, “I felt like I was unstoppable when you took my hand. Wish I told you how much I love you when I was alive.”

Guiding his hands to hold her face one last time, “I know I love you, too, Jushiro.” She tried to smile for it to be a proper image of her in his mind, “I only wish we had more time so I could feel it.”

“Can’t even give this you in this state.” Like her, he offered a smile, pointing his chin down at his breast pocket where he kept the ice cream money, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” seeing that his soul began to wilt away, her fingers gripped harder. “Keep it, maybe we can get ice cream there.”

“Make sure you live your life first, right?”

“Of course, Jushiro.” Continuing to smile, the weight of his hands slowly disappeared. “He’s really gone now, huh?”

“Are you gonna be okay?”

“I think so, cried most of my tears so . . .” placing his straw hat on her to hide her tear-stained face, Shunsui walked ahead.

“Let’s go, I’m walking you home..”

TEN YEARS LATER

“Jushiro!” Shunsui’s greeting was louder than the crunch of dead leaves under his shoes at the Ukitake Family grave. He slung his leather bag behind him as he crouched down to light a candle.

He could tell that it’d been a while since someone paid the grave a visit. “How are things up there? You wouldn’t be below. We both know that.” Before letting himself sit on the bench cemented across the grave, he took a step back. Hand resting at the curve of the stone. “This’ll be the last visit for now.”

Just like that a painful routine of the life he’d lived since Jushiro’s passing flashed before him, each replaying in great detail. Taking a seat, he allowed himself to relax his shoulders.

With Jushiro like this, he felt at ease. “She’s being transferred to Singapore. And I put in a transfer request for the Japanese embassy.” He explained while folding his blazer.

Rolling up his sleeves, he felt a proud smile stretch on his face. “Still taking care of her.” Under the sun and through the branches a glint of light reflected on his gold band. Perhaps it was Jushiro’s way of asking who the lucky person was.

The sound of dead leaves from the other unvisited graves being crunched earned Shunsui’s attention. “I was telling him how much of a good husband I am.” He boasted loud, smiling at her.

“Knew you’d be here.” Turning her back on him, she began swiping a brush on the bench. “Were you here long?”

“I just got here, right, Jushiro?” It was routine to sit next to each other, staring at the Ukitake headstone. “We’re older than him now.”

“I see it as living our lives.”

“Uh-huh.” Pulling out a bento box bought from the store, she opened it before handing it to Shunsui. “What do you think he’s doing right now?”

“Probably training up there.“

“The heck, Shun! He died coming back from a study centre, he’s still studying to this

day?”

“I said training.” He put an empty hand by his chin as she fed him. “He’s gonna have to fight me once we get there.”

“Jushiro’s eighteen, we’ll be wrinkly bags. Maybe forgetful, too.” She giggled. “Imagining it happen is funny though.”

“Thinking we’ll get to heaven’s funnier.”

“That’s just you, Shun.”

“You’re already in heaven.”

“What?”

“Because my heart is already heaven.”

“I wonder if Jushiro can move over to make space for you there.”

#nick writes fics #bleach fanfiction #bleach x reader #jushiro ukitake x reader #shunsui kyoraku x reader

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seireiteihellbutterfly · 18 days

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Sundae Tropes - Masterlist 🍨

You guys amazed me! Like look at this beautiful masterlist! You guys did that! Thank you for sending in all your delicious requests and making this event such a success.

All the requests were run through a random number generator and will be written in the order below.

I will be tagging the person that requested the sundae on the one-shot when it is posted, unless you have requested it privately, in which case I'll DM you.

Please remember to like and reblog the works being written here. Engagement and interaction is what keeps the writers community going!

Original Sundae Menu

Now onto the lineup:

Cookies And Cream With Sprinkles And Brownie Bits With Kensei And Shuhei = Marriage Pact + Threesome + 69

Coffee Waffle Cone #3 With Megumi = Friends To Lovers + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!”

Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate Chips With Toji = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position

Peanut Butter With M&Ms And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels With Ichigo = Secret Billionaire+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Missionary

Coffee With Whipped Cream And Banana With Kenpachi = Friends To Lovers + Creampie/Breeding Kink + Missionary + Doggystyle

Cherry Flavor With Strawberry Toppings And Banana With Suguru Geto = Hometown/Reunion Love + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Doggystyle

Cookies & Cream Ice Cream, With Maraschino Cherries And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels Izuru Kira = Marriage Pact + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob +Missionary

Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Banana With Aizen = Enemies To Lovers+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Doggystyle

Vanilla Whipped Cream And Banana With Kensei = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Doggystyle

Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels For Aizen = Enemies To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink+ Missionary

Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate With Gojo = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position

Vanilla + Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzel With Dear Kento-Kun = High School Sweethearts + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary

Can I Get A Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Ukitake = Soulmates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."

Cherry With M&Ms And Chocolate Chips With Nanami = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking + Lotus Position

Butterscotch With M&M's For Kenpachi = Forced Proximity + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking

Fudge With Whipped Cream And Caramel With Nanami = Captor/Captive + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Thirst Position

Butter Pecan With Whipped Cream And Nutella! (Gojo + Geto) = Love Triangle + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Butterfly Position

Hurt/Comfort-Themed Cherry Waffle Cone Number Two With Hirako Shinji = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!”

Fudge Kitkat Banana Ice Cream With Gin = Captor/Captive + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle

Peanut Butter Waffle Cone #7 For Kiyotaka Ijicjhi = Secret Billionaire + “Do You Want My Jacket?”

Mint Chocolate Chip With Strawberry And Chocolate Chips With Higuruma = Soul Mates + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position

Cherry Waffle Cone #12 With Mr. Nanami Kento = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love+“Of Course I Know The Way You Like Your Coffee.”

Peanut Butter With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami = Secret Billionaire + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

Butter Pecan With Maraschino Cherries And Brownie Bits With Kusakabe And Utahime = Love Triangle + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + 69

Strawberry Kitkat With Grimmjow = Enemies To Lovers + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling

Coffee Flavor On Waffle Cone #16 With Higuruma = Friends To Lovers + "I Never Believed In Love At First Sight Before I Met You

Coffee With Crushed Oreos And Gummy Bears With Gojo = Friends To Lovers+Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage+Facesitting

Cookie Dough + Marshmallows And Reese's Pieces + Kusakabe = Strangers In A Foreign City + Teasing, Edging, Toys + Cowgirl

Rocky Road With Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Toshiro = Teacher/Student + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary

Cotton Candy / Whipped Cream / Nutella With A Side Of Nanami = Secret Admirer+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Butterfly Position

Cotton Candy+ Strawberries With Nanami = Secret Admirer+ Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond

Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Higuruma = Soul Mates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."

Rocky Road, M&M's, And Chocolate Chips With Byakuya = Teacher/Student+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Lotus Position

Chocolate Flavor With Maraschino Cherries With Sum Chocolate Chips On The Side For Higuruma = Boss/Secretary + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + Lotus Position

Cookies And Cream With Crushed Oreos And Bananas With Nanami = Marriage Pact + Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage + Doggystyle

Shuhei Hisagi X Reader Cookies And Cream - Marriage Pact Strawberries - Passionate/Romantic Sex / Emotional Bond Chocolate-Covered Pretzels - Missionary

Coffee, With Whipped Cream, And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Gin Ichimaru = Friends To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

Chocolate, Kitkat And Banana With Geto = Boss/Secretary + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle

Mint Chocolate Chip And M&Ms With Aizen = Soulmates + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking

Vanilla With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami Kento = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

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brittscafe · 8 months

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Can I request for a jushiro x reader where the reader gets embarrassed after the wedding night (Seggs) so jushiro keeps teasing her about whilst asking her if they wanna go for another round (((sorry if it’s a odd request))))

I really love this idea! <3 <3

The room is filled with panted breaths as Jushiro and you come down from your climax. Jushiro glances over at you and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

"Your face is red," he examines and your eyes widen.

"Shut up," you scoff out, pulling the covers over your naked body, trying to conceal yourself. Jushiro lets out a tiny chuckle and his hand runs down your thigh.

"What? Are you embarrassed of the sweet sounds you were making? Or was it when you screamed my name?" Jushiro teases you, the sides of his lips curling up into a tiny grin.

Your heart skips a beat and your cheeks burn with pure embarrassment.

"Jushiro, stop," you whine out, burying your head into his chest.

"It's our wedding night, you can be as loud as you like. I would enjoy hearing how loud you can be," Jushiro comments, shifting and climbing on top of you underneath the covers.

He sees right through you. You cover your flushed face with your hands as Jushiro dips his head down, leaving soft, wet kisses on your collarbone.

You wanted to hide from Jushiro and pray he never lays eyes on you again, but here he was, touching you in such sensitive ways. Hands running up and down the sides of your torso.

"Jushiro," you call out, peeking through your hands. He lifts his head up and gazes at you with such soft eyes that you could melt. His large hands grab onto yours and move them away from your face.

"Let me pleasure you once more. I promise to be gentle and I won't tease you about how loud you are for me. I love hearing you as my co-"

"Oh my God!" you sequel out, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down. Jushiro lets out a tiny grunt as he collapses on top of you, head buried in the curve of your neck.

You hold him there, grip tight and squeezing him.

"So...is that a yes?" his muffled voice speaks up from the crook of your neck. You stifle a giggle and chew on your bottom lip.

"Yes."

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unohanadaydreams · 1 year

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hi! i really like your blog and writings, so i wanted to ask you to write something nsfw with ukitake taicho and fem!reader. i hope you will have fun writing it//also stay hydrated and don't forget to take care of your health, best wishes 🏹💗

Thank you for the well wishes & here is a little blurb for you! Not really explicit, just kind of leads into foreplay.

Juushiro Ukitake x Reader:

The bathroom was lit faintly by the flickering whims of your lantern near the doorway. The black stitches keeping your left cheek from turning into an ugly extension of your mouth scrambled in the dark, your eyes trying to make sense of them in the absence of clarifying light. A rush job during the war painfully re-sewn after. Dark, whispy claws protruded over your skin, looking like they were digging out rather than keeping contained.

Your triple shift was over. You remembered when that used to carry you out of the 4th division and all the way home with grateful gulps of air and excited steps.

Now you couldn’t feel anything towards your work. You left the bathroom, and your blank reflection, behind. Carried by duty alone. You had to leave so you could rest and return and not let your division down.

Gurneys lined the walls. Some filled with dead and some fellow healers desperate for rest in between a double or triple shift. That was how many shinigami the Seireitei had lost, that the hallways were not spilling with any injured. You felt their absence where your enthusiasm used to cradle. They were gone.

You were going too. Home.

A cool breeze greeted you and your lantern once outside. It tickled your stitches and caused a mighty itch that you certainly weren’t grateful for. The walk home was forgotten, your brain glazing over everything but the steady thrum of lanterns bobbing along with other shinigami you passed by.

Electricity back after only a month had been an impossible ask for most divisions. The 4th saved their power for the surgery ward and the three largest rooms of the intensive care ward, large enough to crowd needed beds in. The rest were making do. Including you.

You regained awareness because the wind was whipping your uniform, slapping it to and from your skin. And the circle of paper protecting your flame was thrashing on the end of its wooden stick, snuffing your light.

Dawn would come soon, but not soon enough to guide you home. The clouds holding their fingers firm over the moon allowed a faint glow to guide you. Which would have to do.

The rest of the journey to your serene retreat from the bleak re-building of the Seireitei was fraught. Your right sandal snagged on rubble and tore beyond use. Your socks were logged from stinking, stagnant puddles hidden by the harsh shadow of pile after pile of shattered walls.

By the time your fingers hesitated tugging the door open, your tears had dried and you had long since hammered the delicate paper lantern against a jagged slide of rock beyond use.

“Welcome back,” Juushiro said in greeting, his fingers meeting yours, pulling the door open for you.

Unable to articulate why your feet were bare and beginning to bubble over at the realization that you knew Kido and could use Kido and Kido could have gotten you home in warm fucking light, you gave a watery sniff, “I’m home.”

You only cried a little when he brought you into the circle of his arms.

Juushiro was a person. But also a balm. He rubbed your feet after breakfast and also the open, empty part of you, filling it with his gentle touch, until your insides fluttered. Even the tug of your healing cheek was bearable.

Refreshed, you gestured toward the Shogi board in the corner, positioned so the sun light fell across white pieces in a glittering arc, highlighting the game, centering its importance. You had yet to study the board for what you’d missed.

“On a losing streak?”

He laughed. “Not yet.”

You caught on to his tug on your calf, following forward until your head rested on the table rather than your back.

“Much to Nanao’s frustration,” Juushiro said, fingers circling over your left knee, your calf resting on the sharp bone of his shoulder. “The changes I’ve made to the board once they leave have been slight, but enough to keep me afloat.”

With a hum, you flexed your toes, watching the black crescents of bruise on each nail, too stubborn to heal, wag above his head.

“Don’t worry, I’m back to day shifts and doubles at most by the time they switch to Go.”

Nanao drove even relaxation to settle in a schedule. And it was folded in precise thirds on Juushiro’s office.

You and Nanao playing Second in Command, whispering in Juushiro and Shunsui’s respective ears as they waged battle on a board was something you missed.

Even more longed for were the days Juushiro was your second, his body pressing your back while he whispered, Nanao mirroring your determined gaze.

Nanao was your eternal rival and you battled heartily before the real war interrupted.

“I will be in desperate need of you,” Juushiro said with a sigh that sank him backwards. You embraced the position and crawled over him.

“You have plenty of years to conquer the abstract.”

Juushiro kissed your itchy cheek, then your mouth, allowing it to deepen before laying his head back in a pool of silver hair.

“And I’ve had many years of failure.” He thumbed the line of your jaw. “I’m starting to feel sorry for my current bonsai.”

You straddled his hips and rocked with deliberation.

“It’ll grow back and you can try again.”

His breath skipped over a response, moaning instead at the increased pressure of your body stroking his hardening cock.

Licking his lips, his fingers spanned over your thighs, thumbs rubbing to and fro with the rhythm of your rocking.

“Perhaps you can fix it for me instead,” Juushiro said. His knees rose to better thrust up and indulge in friction.

You leaned over him, kissing him deeply, and sucking on his bottom lip before pulling back. Palming the outline of his cock, you rubbed the head in the same motion his thumbs were working at on your thighs.

Languid at last, with only the good on your mind, you held his chest down, right over his shiny, new lungs. These crafted by Kisuke Urahara. Far superior to the ones you’d crammed into his body during the war.

The War. You wanted to know when you could live without it wriggling into every moment.

Juushiro brought you back, guiding you by your hips to slide forward again. He was your favorite Good thing and all you wanted in mind right now.

You tugged at the opening of his kimono.

“I’d rather watch you try again,” you said against his lips. “You’re so beautiful when you do your best.”

Juushiro shuddering as you nipped down his throat, your hand reaching back, tickling up his bare thigh, made you shiver in turn.

“I’ll do my best, then.”

#bleach imagines #jushiro ukitake #jushiro ukitake x reader #reader: I forgot I can do Kido and stumbled home like an idiot #Jushiro: you are perfect and I’ve made breakfast before I am fully awake for you #reader: I owe you my life

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moonlight-s0onata · 9 months

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Something didn't feel right.

That's the lingering thought in the back of your mind as you prepare some tea right before going to bed.

Absentmindedly, you take out both cups for the tea only to shake your head. You just need one.

Only one cup will be used now.

-Some habits die hard- a little voice whispers in your mind, you do your best to ignore it, to quiet it down. Yet the silence in your home was suffocating, the loneliness creeping on every corner that held memories of blissful times, now bringing growing pains.

The ache in your heart was nothing new, yet it never subsided, not even a little bit.

- You knew what you were getting into - The small voice of your conscience insisted on staying present. Yes, you knew that this was the most likely outcome when you married the captain of the 13th division of the Seireitei. However, you also knew that you wouldn't be as happy as you were during your life together anywhere else.

The space once shared with the one you loved the most laid untouched, as if time stopped, yet shadows grew and made it all gloom. Even if you move nothing, all the moments contained in one place were enough for the space to change and distort at least in your eyes.

You sighed, closing your eyes. The kettle whistled softly, interrupting the swirl of thoughts, reminiscences, and memories assaulting your mind.

-All this just because one cup of tea- Taking the kettle and pouring some tea on the cup, adding some honey, just enough for it to give a faint sweetness. The same process to make the same tea you had every evening before saying good night.

Sitting on the table and watching the cup, before taking a little sip and closing your eyes, the same flavour and the same smell.

Yet, something didn't feel right.

It was just one cup of tea when it should be two.

Some angsty and sad stuff because I miss him everyday, and I'm taking you with me.

-Lumi 💫

#bleach imagines #bleach x reader #if im missing him you are missing him with me too #ukitake jushiro x reader #bleach jushiro #jushiro ukitake #jushiro ukitake x reader #bleach scenarios #bleach captain

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ghost-party · 1 year

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Today, you get two gifts in one. 😘 Click below to unwrap your drabble!

Want a sneak peek? When the ship you stowed away on capsizes at sea, you’re saved by two pirate captains. Will they return you to your cold, cruel fiancé or allow you to stay?

Warnings: arranged marriage, dehydration, flirtatious banter

A/N: I’m new to Bleach and have never written for these two, so please go easy on me. 😅

You should have known better than to hope for good fortune when you snuck onto a merchant ship, determined to escape your impending wedding.

It seems that your bad luck is determined to follow you, going so far as to summon a storm strong enough to capsize the stalwart vessel.

You’re grateful you wore men’s clothes rather than one of the heavy gowns your fiancé gifted you. Because of that choice, you have enough freedom of movement to swim through the choppy water and find a piece of wood large enough to hoist yourself onto.

Soaked to the bone and exhausted, you can’t even muster the energy to cry as the storm slowly passes, leaving you alone in the middle of the ocean. Curling in on yourself, you fall into a fitful slumber…

Until you wake in an unfamiliar bed.

Startled, you sit up too quickly and immediately feel dizzy, the room sliding around you in a way that makes you clutch your head.

“Here. Drink this.”

A tin cup appears in your unsteady field of vision, and you accept it with trembling hands, grateful when you realize it’s water. You drink it so fast, you’re gasping for air by the time you finish, swiping the side of your hand across your lips.

When you turn to look at the man sitting beside the bed, he offers you a kind smile. “You’re dehydrated. By my estimate, you were out there for at least two days.”

It’s a struggle to resist lying down again. But you need to know where you are and who he is.

He has a long, narrow face with delicate features. Dark brows sit atop eyes the same shade of green as one of the small plants you nurtured on your windowsill at home, before you were sent away to your fiancé’s estate.

The man’s hair is long and pure white, like the fur of an arctic fox. You remember looking at sketches in your uncle’s journals, the ones that inspired your lifelong desire to travel and explore the great, wide world.

Peering at you with concern, the man asks, “Can you speak? Where are you from?”

“I’m fine.” Your voice comes out as a faint rasp, and you cough lightly, watching as he turns to refill the cup from a nearby decanter.

You accept it, but your expression must betray your wariness and fear, because the man’s smile softens.

“You’re safe, I promise. We’ll make port in a few days’ time. From there, we can figure out how to get you home.”

“No.”

He looks surprised at that, his eyes widening. “No?”

“Ahh… So you’re running from something.”

The new voice, deep and drawling, startles you, and when you turn to look at the furthest corner of the room — what you realize now is the captain’s quarters of a ship — you see the outline of another man, cloaked in shadows.

When he stands, he looks noticeably larger than the one at your bedside. While the white-haired man is dressed in black, with a white cotton robe draped over him, this man’s shirt is halfway open, revealing a well-muscled chest covered in dark hair.

He’s smiling as he steps forward, but while it seems friendly enough, his words have you on edge.

“If someone’s looking for you, odds are they’ll pay a hefty reward to get you back, a pretty little thing like you…”

Pushing your fear aside, you bristle at the suggestion. You didn’t come this far to fail. You can’t go back. You refuse. You may be weak from your days stranded at sea, but you’ll find a way out of this.

Seeming to notice your sudden hostility, the white-haired man lifts a placating hand. “Don’t scare her, Shunsui.”

The other man shrugs his broad shoulders, stepping further into the light. His hair is long, too, but thick and brown, bound with a strip of tattered blue fabric. His strong jaw is unshaven, darkened with coarse stubble, and an eyepatch conceals his right eye.

Perhaps it’s that almost-clichéd image that gives it away, or the prospect of both men collecting an obscene amount of gold for your safe return.

“You’re pirates.”

Although you try to inject as much disdain as possible into your words, Shunsui simply laughs, a deep, rumbling sound that has your cheeks growing warm.

“Are we really that obvious?” With a sigh, he crosses his arms and looks at you, tilting his head in observation. “What do you think, Jushiro?”

His companion looks pained for a moment, retrieving a handkerchief from his pocket and coughing into it. When he speaks again, he sounds tired.

“If you’re asking if I think you look the part, you already know the answer. You’ve always lacked subtlety. But if you’re asking what we should do with her…”

Clenching your fists in the bedsheets, you gather enough strength to glare at both of them.

“Take me back if you want. I’m sure my fiancé will pay you handsomely. But I’ll keep trying to run. I won’t stop, ever, and I’ll make you both as miserable as possible in the meantime.”

Both men seem taken aback by your fierce declaration, glancing at one another in silent consultation.

A long moment passes before Jushiro asks, “Who is this fiancé you’re so desperate to escape?”

You’re shaking, from both anger and weariness, so you lean against the wall behind you. It’s only as the blankets slide down further that you notice you’re wearing a man’s shirt, soft and black and much too large on your frame.

Trying to ignore how your heartbeat quickens at the realization — and the question of who exactly undressed you — you mutter, “Sosuke Aizen.”

While Jushiro inhales sharply, Shunsui swears under his breath, his smile suddenly replaced by an unpleasant frown. “That explains it all, little bird,” he murmurs, reaching up to stroke his beard.

“We can’t take her back to him,” Jushiro says, his voice low and imploring. When you look at him questioningly, he shakes his head. “That man…”

“Let’s just say we know why you’re running,” Shunsui interjects. “Maybe even better than you yourself do.”

Silence stretches between the three of you before you ask, “Then what will you do with me?”

Your voice sounds smaller and more timid than you would like. But your anger has burnt itself down to nothing more than embers, and your weakened state has you feeling especially vulnerable.

“That all depends on you, sweetness.” Shunsui sits on the edge of the bed, the wooden frame creaking under his weight.

“We can leave you to fend for yourself when we make port. Or you can stay with us and keep on running.”

You aren’t exactly sure what the safest option would be. Either way, you’ll be throwing yourself into the unknown, with no guarantee of what will happen to you.

But isn’t that what you wanted when you climbed over Aizen’s garden wall and ran off into the night, until you found a ship to take you away?

You’ve always wanted an adventure. And now here one is, offered up to you by two men you’re undeniably intrigued by.

“I didn’t think men took kindly to female pirates,” you quip, prompting a smile from Jushiro and another bark of laughter from Shunsui.

“There are plenty. Just wait until you meet Soi Fon and Rangiku.”

Jushiro leans forward. “Our men are loyal to us, and we protect our own. You wouldn’t be in danger here.”

“Especially if we tell them you belong to their captains.”

Your heartbeat thuds loudly in your ears as Jushiro shoots his companion a sharp look. “What did I say about scaring her?”

Shunsui lifts his hands in playful surrender. “It was just a suggestion. We would certainly show her more consideration than Aizen ever did… More pleasure, too.”

His eye seems to glimmer as he looks at you, his lips curled into a smile that makes something in your stomach flip, in an altogether pleasant way.

“What do you think, little bird? Will you let us keep you?”

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• promised these hcs for bleach men too, and so here they are. • There are also Hcs for One piece men here • tw: nsfw. pegging. afab dom. spanking. humilliation.

► 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐡𝐞𝐢

He is just so perfect for it. Cause, like, he is just a little sub. For Matsumoto -or any beauty-? He would lick the floor if it were necessary, ask for everything you want, and he will comply. No matter how extreme it is. He would take a little bit of sake before, just in case his anxiety betrays him… Be careful with his nose bleeding whenever you stand in front of him with your harness already secured to your body, he might need medical attention. Also, he might mistake you for an angel or a goddess, keep that in mind.

► 𝐊𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚

Ah… my personal favourite. That little waist and that long hair for a better grip. Don’t even tell him, it will be stupid to ask for it in advance. It will happen naturally… Hug him from behind in bed during a cold night, pass your hand towards his belly and go down. Start jerking him off slowly, and barely touching him, while you grope him from behind. At first, don’t use any gears, simply use your fingers. Kisses on his nape also may help. “Can I, my dear Byakuya-sama?” whisper with warm breathe in his ear. He will allow it next time, trust me. Once you have tried the honeys, there is no coming back. And when he does, oh lord… prepare yourself for his whimpers. Even if his voice is usually pretty deep, his whines aren’t. Pull from his hair, squeeze his cheeks, kiss him, bite his shoulders. He would allow it.

► 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐣𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳

“Kitty kitty pspspsps on all fours for your owner, now”... But, how did you manage for him to do such thing? Well… “If I win this fight, you will be pegged” . “Go ahead, I’m not losing” He loses on purpose; he secretly wants to try. Oh, you are doing this while he is on his resurrection form, cute little kitten. ► 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐔𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚

I mean, if Yoruichi says so, he gets on all fours. Imagine hiding his blushed cheeks under his bucket hat as you go harder in and out of him? He would, however, try to improve the experience with some sort of new toy… Something that won’t only pleasure him, but you as well. Would you try Kisuke’s inventions on your body? 🙊

ㅤㅤㅤ➡ Ulquiorra, Jushiro, Shinji, Kira & Nnoitra under the cut ⬅

► 𝐔𝐥𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫

But like, imagine his big eyes and those cute round cheeks looking up at you as he waits for you to give him any orders? Yeah, sure, he acted all “dominant” with Inoue, but that was just for the sake of Aizen’s plan. “Woman, is this what you humans call pegging?” “Yes, and this is called spanking. Let’s see if we can make that white skin a little reddish, shall we?”

► 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐔𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞

I mean, you can’t tell me he doesn’t like it. Though, Jushiro is a switch, for sure. He would allow you to play with him, sure… but, expect for the revenge after. He is surely a sweetheart, all smiles and soft caresses but don’t forget what’s under his skin… Pegging would be special while he feels a little bad; “Jushiro, honey… just relax and let me do all the work for you” Accompany the pegging with jerking him off, and he would be in total heaven.

► 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐢

As a man of culture, he would like to try it after finding out about those “harnesses” during his visits to the living world. ➡ “Let’s try it, (Name)” ➡ Ends up with his tongue out, chattering his teeth against the little metallic ball of his piercing. Plus: use the little bandana or tie he wears around his neck to muzzle him. Listen to his muffled moans and let him bite it. Adorable.

► 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚

Again, do I have to say anything? Whimper emo creature, we all know you want it. Crawling for attention, after Gin parted, he needs something to fill the void he has left in him. He even has lube on his bedside table. Lieutenant Izuru enjoys such practices with great enthusiasm…

► 𝐍𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐠𝐚

This “man” is the definition of wanting to have his ass wrecked. What else could I say? “I am a man, and no woman can be on top of me” Is that so? Mr toxic masculinity? Why don’t we see a little bit of your private life… Begging for more, harder. Trembling limbs, tongue out, drooling like the bitch he ism you going in and out of him, with just some of your saliva. Don’t forget to take a few pictures, he deserves to be humiliated -even if he would love it-

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