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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?"

#ukitake jushiro x reader #jushiro ukitake x reader #bleach x reader #bleach angst #anime x reader #black reader #x black reader #female reader #bleach x black reader #angelshubnetwork #⊹˳⁺ ♡ 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

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kyokutsu-sama · 4 months

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In my heart

"You will always remain in my heart"| Jushiro x reader Author's note: Hi everybody, I wrote something between cute and sad for him because he conveys both things to me. Let's not forget that today is also his birthday and I wanted to do something like this for him ☺️(I'm sorry if it's a little melancholic but I've been having a few days of depression and writing things like this helps me in some way) I wasn't sure if there are beaches in Soul Society but I wrote it as if it was something exclusively from the world of the living and that he was seeing it for the first time. I hope you like it (He deserves the world🥺) Tw: Angst

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"Go to the beach? But of course"

Jushiro had already heard you talk about this a few times and felt curious about visiting this place for the first time. In Soul Society, it wasn't very common for there to be beaches or for people to frequent one like in the world of living and this made him eager to visit one. You waited for him in front of your house, he appeared shortly after and as soon as he saw you he immediately smiled.

"Y/n I'm glad I see you"He said hugging you and kissing you

"Me too"You smiled at him

"So, shall we?"

"Yes let's go"He took your hand and walked with you to the beach.

His eyes shone when he saw all that landscape, it looked like paradise. The palm trees, the large sandy beach and the wavy sea, everything seemed so uniquely beautiful. He loved everything around him and especially the peace that it gave him, from the smell of the sea to the boats that passed in the background of the landscape.

"Wow, this is so beautiful. All this is beautiful"He said with a wide smile and his eyes shining

"U liked?"

"I loved it"He said hugging you again

"So what do you say if we run to the water?"You winked

"Here we go"

You placed your things on the sand, took off the clothes and ran towards the sea, the water seemed a little cold which contrasted with the air temperature. He dived directly into the water and when he came back to the surface his white hair was all in front of his face and you laughed at him for that.

"Your hair is covering your face, let me take it off"You said, getting close to him and giggling

He laughed too and kissed your forehead when you put his hair behind his shoulders. All of that was new to him but he loved getting to know that new place so much. He would definitely come back more often. He was a little sorry for being sick and having to be away for a long time until he recovered, he would like to travel every corner of the world by your side.

You started throwing water at him and he threw it back like two children playing. You ran to the sand, but he caught you and hugged you from behind as he spun around with you in his arms and you laughed. They were two soulmates having fun and loving each other, it was them and one world.

"Jushiro, I'm getting dizzy, stop it" You said between laughs

He laughed and stopped spinning you, you leaned on him and he put an arm around your shoulders so you wouldn't fall due to the dizziness.

"Thank you for giving me these moments of happiness Y/n. I feel so happy around you"He said kissing your cheek

"Why are you thanking me? I love you and I will take you to the most beautiful places I know" You smiled and hugged him

He hugged you back as he looked at the small waves of the sea coming and going.

It was a beautiful afternoon with him, the two of you walked along the seaside hand in hand while talking. He even made a small collection of shells that were by the sea because he thought they were beautiful. He said he would take them to Seireitei and show everyone the beautiful things he brought from there and especially describe that paradisiacal scenery that his eyes witnessed.

You two sat on the sand watching the sunset, you placed your head on his shoulder while he combed your hair between his fingers watching the sun's rays slowly disappear. It was a silent moment and one he would repeat many times.

"What a beautiful view"He said

"I could spend the rest of my days watching the sun next to you, you know?"You said and he smiled

"I would be happy to do it too but what I would like most is if one day we could get married and I could take you to the highest place in Seireitei and watch the sunset from up there by your side, that would be so beautiful "

"Are you trying to propose to me?"You took your head off his shoulder and looked at him in surprise

"Maybe… Would you accept ?"He changed the look of the landscape to your eyes

"Of course I would accept it"You smiled and hugged him afterwards

Another unique and happy moment for both of you in the midst of so many others that the two of you had been in before. He loved seeing such a beautiful smile on your face after you hugged him tightly when he proposed you. You would be his one and only beloved.

However, things often don't go the way we want and sometimes they only leave memories and souvenirs, like the ring you wore on your finger. You spent a lot of your time looking at it just like you did at the photographs you both had taken before he left. There wasn't a day that went by that you didn't cry for being away from him, your heart was crying along with you and aching for missing him, the photographs weren't enough, the ring wasn't enough, the clothes he left behind weren't enough, nothing seemed to be enough to remember him, you needed his presence, the warmth of his arms around you, to hear the words that still had to be said. You didn't want his last words to be "I'm sorry about this, I'm sorry for leaving you alone and not keeping my promise. I wanted so much to travel around the world by your side but I'm afraid that it won't happen, my time is running out and the only thing I can do is say that I love you and that I'm happy to have met you. Forgive me Y/n, I will take the image of your beautiful eyes with me to the other side and I promise to remember you wherever I am".

You wanted everything to have been different but there was no going back and you cried because you felt worthless and couldn't do anything to go back and change.

You were by the sea on the same beach where you had both been and which he had loved. It wasn't sunny or hot like that day, it was cloudy and almost raining, the wind passed over you and the sea making it choppy. You looked at the line that marked the horizon and thought about him again and again.

The winters were colder than when he was alive, everything seemed dark and sad. Today would be his birthday and that was the way to remember him, he loved the beach and everything around him…

You threw the white rose you had in your hand into the sea and stood there watching it be dragged by the waves far away from you. Just like him…

The first tears started to prick the corners of your eyes until they started sliding down your cheeks. That pain was deep and you couldn't hold it back no matter how much effort you made.

"I want you to know that… regardless of where you are, you will always remain in my heart… always"You said as the tears fell

"Even though you and I haven't had our wedding ceremony or seen the sunset together one last time, I will always go back to your favorite places so that I can remember every moment with you, my love. You and I will always be united even if you are far from me, it will always be you, Jushiro. Happy birthday, my love"

#bleach #bleach fandom #gotei 13 #bleach imagines #jushiro ukitake #bleach x reader #ukitake jushiro x reader #sad #angst/comfort #angst #I'm on my tears right know #I'm sorry y'all omg #I love him #He's so pure for this world 😭

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cha-r4 · 1 year

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this is how hell arc is gonna happen sorry to spoil it to u guys

#shunuki again sowy #im actually still kinda of sick rn #and it made me have angst shunuki thoughts #like #being sick sucks #but i have no time to finish it now ueueue #i have college n commissions 💀#shunuki #char4 art #anime #bleach #sketches #spoilers #bleach spoilers #ukitake is like: so sorry i died <3 i wuv u sm #i luv him to death

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nyanyakoto · 6 months

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╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

★BLEACH MASTERLIST★

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

✧ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✦✧✦ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✧

★ Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez ★

Dad! Grimmjow HCs

✧ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✦✧✦ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✧

★ Ichigo Kurosaki ★

Ichigo x Aizen's Daughter! Reader

✧ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✦✧✦ ▬▭▬ ▬▭▬ ✧

#grimmjow x reader #ukitake x reader #bleach x reader angst #bleach x reader #bleach headcanons #bleach #ichigo kurosaki #bleach ichigo

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cannonfullofcanons · 2 months

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@ryusxnka inquired: " Please ... don’t go. ” // For Ukitake

Send “please don’t go” to hold my muse while they die. | Accepting!

He found it was growing rather difficult to focus. His vision was fading in and out; someone was holding him, but he couldn't identify them. Who was it? Not Shunsui. Hands were too small, too delicate. For a moment, he'd thought Rukia, but no - there would've been more yelling. She always was a vocal one. This had to be Hitsugaya.

The words rang dully in the back of his mind. Don't go. He didn't have a choice, did he? He was fighting it as hard as he ever had, but between this wound and his illness, he was outmatched. Even a Soul Reaper, whom ferried the dead and to many seemed masters of fate, could not prevent his own inevitable end. No one lives forever. That he had had this much time with friends and family, that he had gotten to know so many kind and wonderful people, was a blessing. One he was grateful for every day he awoke.

With great effort, he forced his gaze to fix on the other Captain. Their opponent lie dead behind the younger Captain; he knew Toshiro would do it. There had never been any doubt. As ever, the young Captain made him proud. He let out a short laugh; a gesture accompanied by coughing up a disconcerting amount of blood. He felt the darkness encroaching; he felt...cold. He didn't have long. But he couldn't go just yet. Not in good conscience. He had something he needed to do.

Completely defying the gravity of the moment, in an attempt to make Toshiro smile despite the circumstances, he'd use the last of his strength to reach into his sleeve and draw out: gifts. Herbal tea packets, a box of amanatto, and a few boxes of goodies such as jelly beans, chocolates, and - seemingly even surprising Jushiro - a single muffin. He wasn't altogether sure how that wound up in there, but he set them aside, weakly, and reached up to gently pat Toshiro's head, ruffling his hair a little. "Can't...just go without a parting gift...can I?" He joked, dull expression shifting into a pained smile. "Think those are...your favorites, right? I'm sorry...I tried. I...did. Tell Shunsui....."

But just what message he had wanted Toshiro to convey, Toshiro would never hear. The former Captain's eyes grew dull, unfocused, and his haggard breathing ceased. A single tear perched in the corner of his right eye, but not for himself.

His last worry had been how this would impact others.

#ryusxnka #{ ask }#{ Nappy Cappy | Jushiro Ukitake }#{ tw: death }#Not my best angst writing BUT

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snowflakeanimelover · 1 year

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Home

Relationship: Head Captain Yamamoto and Kana(My OC)[Grandfather to Granddaughter]

Fandom: Bleach

Warnings: Sad, angst, platonic love, family love, major angst, little confusing, this is mostly for me lol

SPOILERS: Takes place during the Thousand-Year Blood War Arc. If you have not seen or read that arc, then please do not read this.

ATTENTION: Yamamoto does not have a son. It’s totally made up to go along with my characters story.

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“Grandfather?” Little Kana looks up at her only family. Genryusai stared at his granddaughter with utmost annoyance. And yet, he couldn’t help to soften as her little emerald-green eyes looked at him. “Was father a good man?”

Young Chōjirō, Lieutenant of the Head Captain, stared at the little girl, bewildered by her words. He may have not met her father, the Head Captain's son, but he has heard quite a bit of the man. Speaking of the Head Captain’s son was a touchy subject. Knowing this, and with the result of the old man’s silence, Chōjirō decided to step in. “Shall I take her home-”

Genryusai looked away from his granddaughter with a grumble, focusing back on his paperwork. “Yes. A good man he was. You look a lot like him. Besides the hair color, of course.”

Chōjirō couldn’t believe what he was hearing. After a few months of becoming his Lieutenant, never has his captain ever spoken about his son. Nor his daughter-in-law. The white-haired male smiled when he saw little Kana’s expression brighten.

“I was told I have the same hair as mother!” She says excitedly.

“Indeed.” The old man agrees.

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Memories were nothing but a reminder. A reminder of the people she once knew. As years passed, Kana has grown accustomed to staying in her grandfather's shadow. Never has she told anyone of her relationship with the old man. It was a secret that all close friends and family had to keep. Even so, she never seemed to have gotten so close to the old man.

Especially not after her own grandfather wiped her memories and sent her to the world of the living…

“What kind of grandfather would do such a thing?!” Kana screamed at the old man. She didn’t care if she stood in the middle of the captain's meeting. This was the time she arrived, and this was the time she’d let out her frustration. “You’re my only family! And you threw me away like a piece of trash!”

She didn’t want to look at her childhood friend, Shunsui Kyoraku. Not after so long of him thinking she was dead. And after that long period of time, she didn’t want him to see the tears rolling down her cheeks as she screamed at the Head Captain.

“Why….” Her voice suddenly distinguished, softer than she imagined she’d use to the old man. Her head hung low when she tried to think of the words.

“This?” The Head Captain finally speaks, alerting all the other captains. He wasn’t speaking to them, though, as his eyes looked at his granddaughter. “These tears? They are not a weakness, Kana. They show how strong you have gotten. And when you’re done, look back and know that you were strong enough to overcome what you once thought to be impossible. What I thought to be impossible.”

His hand reaches out, lifting her chin as if to tell her to keep her head held high. “Your power was thought to be dangerous for the people around you. Here, in your home, you could’ve killed many. But here you are, standing here after saving so many lives.”

All but the hardships she has gone through during her time in the world of the living make their way to her mind. The time she spent to better her power, to control her power in order to be recognized by her only family. How hard and painful it was to control the hollow inside her. How Kisuke Urahara helped her control her Bankai. All of it…was what her grandfather wished so she could come home again.

Her teary eyes meet his, and her attempt at holding back her sorrow did nothing as her tears fall freely, more than they were before.

“Welcome home, Kana.” He says, allowing the girl to reach after him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she hugs him tightly.

“I’m home.” She mumbles into his shoulder.

Yet, as that memory is still fresh in her mind, all she can think about is the lost time she had with him. The many years she spent living in the world of the living, she could’ve spent that time with her only family. Her grandfather, who she has looked up to and cherished deep down, even with her hatred towards him.

Even as she looked at the empty casket that is meant for her grandfather, she still felt that hatred bubbling up in her system. How could she not, when her grandfather dies right under her nose as he tried to protect their home?

And she couldn’t save him.

Her fist lands on the top of the covered casket, the only noise to cover her loud crying. Soi-Feng, one of the captains surrounding Kana, calls out to the girl out of anger. But her form is soon retreated forcefully by the hands of Jushiro Ukitake as he holds her back. He kept silent, telling her to refrain from doing anything.

“You bastard…” Kana mumbles through her tears. “You welcome me home, but you don’t ever plan on staying here with me… you knew this was going to happen, didn’t you?” She sniffles, attempting to wipe away the endless tears. “You knew, but you didn’t tell me so I could prepare…”

Two hands are gently placed on each of her shoulders, her two childhood friends making themselves known. “He did it to save you, Kana.” Jushiro says quietly.

Shunsui hums. “That's right. If both of you died, then what would we do?”

Kana doesn’t respond when she turns around to face them. It broke the men's hearts seeing how heartbroken she was. With their last attempt at comfort, they pull her in for a group hug. Their arms hold her tightly as she cries and cries, her hands gripping their clothing.

#bleach #bleach anime #head captain #captain yamamoto #shunsui kyoraku #shunsui x reader #jushiro ukitake #jushiro x reader #friendships #family #sad #angst #comfort #lots of crying #'anger #my oc #oc #kana #oc instead of reader

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soutaichou · 6 months

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❛ just pretend to be happy. ❜ (arranged marriage au)

Pretend to be happy----

Happy, his lover asked of him. Happy that he was going to be married? To someone else?

The words felt like a slap in the face, even though Shunsui was aware that they were not meant to be such. For centuries now, he had been left trying to persuade the man he loved to marry him. Of course, he understood the fact that his partner resisted, claiming he didn't want to leave him a widower, aiming for a happiness that just remained theirs -- but this? This was not something he could be happy about. Those words were still ringing in his ears and he felt as if he'd been caught by them, trapped like an insect was by the sap of a tree. How it seemed to grip him, this moment. He was frozen. He was an insect caught within the sap and could not get free right now. Those words promised that he'd remain ever trapped. But some insects could break free and he made such an effort now.

But it was as if a rock had been thrown into the flow of his life - a dam of impenetrable stone that held him caught. Air frozen in lungs that did not move, thoughts that seemed to suspend themselves in the air like dandelion fluff.

If Ukitake had come to him, professing his love for another, that would've been one thing. It would've hurt, been bitter to swallow, but he could have wished him happiness in that regard. But he wasn't happy. Not right now as they sat together in the Ugendo, his hands balled into fists so tight that blood seeped between those fingers like water might ooze between cracks in rock. Marriage. The thing that he'd been trying to earn with him for so long that he knew their song and dance all too well, his flirtations covering up the pang of hurt that came with every rejection - but he'd always listen more to the ask me again later that'd fall from his partner's mouth. Juu would always tell him to ask again.

But marriage. Marriage to Tsunayashiro Tokinada.

Then, all at once, there was the anger. It bloomed like an orange flower in his chest, a tongue of red in the center for a stamen. The fires of Ryuujn Jakka were as the light of a candle next to this incandescent fury and his hands somehow tightened all the more, Shunsui ignoring the pain in his hands as he found his breath catching and then coming out in a rush so fierce that it was a surprise he didn't blast a hole in the wall nearby.

❝ ... 'course I can pretend to be happy for you, Juu. I can try. ❞

He would try. For him. Always for him. But there was that anger too. How he sucked a breath in, then reached out to grab Ukitake's hands with his own, giving him a look that was a mishmash of despair, longing, grief -- and more, much more - love, despite it all. He gripped those hands tightly, lips pressing together.

❝ ... I love you, Juu. You know that. Let's run away, go somewhere together -- just us. You don't--- you don't need to do this, you know. We can go anywhere. Just the two of us. You can't say yes to marrying him. Not him. ❞

It might've read as antipathy (and it was, in no short measure, where the nobleman in question was concerned) but Shunsui saw more than the face that the man presented. He knew, too, that his lover was kind and willing to believe the best in everyone to the point of it nearly being a fatal flaw. He was sure that he would try to put his best face forward, try to find some kind of common ground with the nobleman. But it scared Shunsui more than he wanted to say.

Tokinada was dangerous and there were reasons why he'd never let the man come close to them by any great degree. He didn't trust him. He never trusted him. But he was aware, too, that this was probably not his lover's choice and he was moving now to try and pull the smaller man in against his chest.

❝ What if I stole you away? That'd make me happy. ❞ But not this. He would pretend, of course. He could do that -- but he ignored the tears that were running from his eyes to dampen that mass of pale hair too.

#mimihagis #dynamic. [ you have the best of me / you have the worst of me: ukitake juushiro ]#IT'S FINE IT'S ONLY ANGST

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unohanadaydreams · 1 year

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👀

Show me mars 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Anything for you, Gail!! I'll give you angst <3 Here is a snippet from a Shunsui piece post-TYBW. He's a dude who performs to get through the day and we know he's reluctant to drop it even around those he cares about. It makes for great angst!!

Shunsui x reader WIP:

(tfw your dude has got you so fucked up that you're half in your zanpakuto's world, half in the real one)

Globs of wood sloshed down the walls, giving a ‘plop’ as they landed all around. Your zanpakuto dampened you with huge gusts of breath, plastering your uniform thickly against your back.

Shunsui didn’t give anything. You couldn’t see the mess reflected in his eyes or mouth or the lines of his brow.

The floor was giving out and you gathered more fabric into the greedy clutch of your palms. You hoped the kimono was strong, that it wouldn’t tear away. That it would keep you connected to him.

“Stop treating me like I can't see you,” you said in between pained inhalations. “Stop acting like you're fine. You fucking suck at it. I don’t need you to be okay. I never said that. I just want you.”

#Once yamamoto and ukitake are dead #I can imagine Shunsui would feel like he can't be honest anymore #those were two people he could depend on and be himself with even if they didn't like what he had to say #it took him almost dying to be honest with Nanao #like he can not drop the act. He can not leave the stage #he's the oldest Shinigami in the Gotei 13 captaincy now. He's the leader of the 1st division.#he is my little angst machine <3

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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hi!!! this event is perfect for our baby Jushiro, right? so can you write a fic with Ukitake x fem reader, him being the king of hell. Any kinks you want to add it's alright! thank you <3 <3

Hello, hun! Of course! I love him so I hope you don't mind me being a little extra sweet with the smut scene :3 thank u for requesting for him, it makes me extremely happy!! 💖

⚠ 𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍! 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝑼𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑨 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈

➡ Tw: nsfw. ⚠ mentions of SA when reader was alive! She killed his abuser! Reader lives in hell. Mentions of violence and death ⚠. sweet and merciful love making. fingering. vag. creampie. Slight spoilers you can only understand if you read the manga. ➡ wc: 2.6k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

There is a new king of Hell. He has arrived a few months ago, but until now none of you have seen his face.

Some say that he is so powerful he had to be sealed here, some say he was just the king of sins. But none of you are really sure about it. Surely, Hell didn’t prohibit gossiping, but you should be careful… the King of Hell can hear, and he will make sure to punish you hard if you speak of him.

At this point you are absolutely used to the scolding heat underneath your soles, and the heavy shackle around your ankle that announces your steps each time they hit the ground. You walk towards the central cave; your ragged clothes were the reminder that even if you had been rich as a human, you were nothing but a number here…

Every sinner gathers around the throne. It’s time to meet the new King. Who would it be? After everything that happened, after the gates of Hell have been opened in such weird circumstances, after even, feeling weak for a long day after his arrival… he was powerful, immensely strong…

“Scum of Hell, bow to receive your new King!” a hooded guard, with a spike and chains around it orders. Just as he said, you did. Your knees hit the ground, your palms too. Your hair, way longer than the way you used to wear it on the living world, frames your face and grazes the stones underneath.

A sudden pressure on your body is too strong to even recognize. You feel your ribs crushing, your back arching, your lungs out of breath. The steps of the King, that you aren’t able to look at because his spiritual pressure is so strong your head couldn’t be lifted, echo all around the place.

“Please, stand-up” a sweet voice commands. It doesn’t sound like the Devil, nor even a tyrant who has arrived to rule the worst place in all of the worlds. As soon as those words were pronounced, the major pressure disappeared and even if the shortness of breath remains, you are able to lift your head up.

Pale skin, long white hair that almost grazes the ground, olive-coloured eyes. He doesn’t look like someone who belonged to Hell, but rather like an angel. You gawk, you haven’t seen such a kind face in what if feels it’s been eternity.

His eyes scan the emaciated faces of his now servants, his frown shows pain to see them. Could he be a new breath for Hell?

“Please, you don’t have to stay much longer; you can go back to your… lives…” he says, as the guards help him to sit on his immense throne. He looks sick, perhaps. And your heart beats faster, and faster…

Everybody around you leave the place, but you can’t move. You have remained kneeling, looking at him, spellbound by the beauty and delicacy of his whole image.

It doesn’t take long until you are left there, alone, in the middle of the cave. You weren’t protected by the many sinners around you. His olive eyes find you on the ground, your ragged clothes barely covering your impurity.

He fixes his sight on yours, your lips barely separate, you can’t move. For some reason, you were pleading for mercy even if you didn’t know it yet… and that King knows it too well, as if he is able to read your mind.

“What’s your name?” he asks, curiously looking you from above, but never degradingly.

You take a little time to answer, you still feel weak… in Hell you don’t get much to eat, you should get it by yourself. “I’m (Name)…” you whisper, feeling the royal guards pulling you up from your arms.

“How dare you speak to the King?” they ask, slapping your already beaten-up face. “Stop!” the King of white hair orders, making the guards fly away with just the movement of his hand. They let go of you, falling back over your already bruised knees.

You dared to look at him, eyes that go from the hot stones to him. You watch him walk down the stairs of his throne. His hair flowing, the white kimono that covers his body, too. He comes closer, and closer. His hands extended in front of you. “Stand-up” he orders.

You can feel the soft touch of his cold palm, the bony fingers interlocking with yours, the little veins on the back of his hand. He helps you stand up; on your feet you face him. He is taller than you, but not so much. He radiates strength, but also weakness. What is him? He is more than a king; he is a deity for sure.

“What was your sin?” he asks, dragging his thumb over the commissure of your lip to wipe some blood stains off. You swallow, you can’t lie to him, he is probably proving your loyalty towards him…

Trembling lips and a tear running through your cheek, are the prelude to your confession… “I have killed the man who abused me. I have killed him, and I have made him suffer, I rejoiced in him begging for mercy… like he did when I pleaded for it to him”

The King of Hell’s eyes show what he isn’t supposed to… they reflect that so needed mercy. He takes his white long haori to cover your shoulders, it’s wide enough to give you some decency. “Please, come with me” he whispers, pulling softly from your hand.

As you both walk through an endless hall, royal guards bow before him. They look at you, but they don’t say anything. If the King is walking with her, then, they should respect that woman.

The biggest room you have ever seen, even in your living years, appears in front of you. Velvety drapes, the biggest bed in the middle of the room. It looks nothing like you are used to see in hell.

“Sit down” he mumbles, helping you sit on his bed. It is comfortable, and you haven’t sat on something so fluffy since you were alive. “Thank you, my King” you whisper, looking at your fidgeting hands.

A soft giggle escapes his lips, the sweetest smile plastered on his lips. “Call me Jushiro, please” he utters. You smile kindly too. It’s impossible not to feel well around him, there is no way this man is the new King of Hell.

“So, judging by your sin you shouldn’t be here… but, what about staying with me for as long as it takes me send you to the Soul Society?”

You widen your eyes, there is no way he has just said such thing. Frankly staying with him seems enough for you, but Soul Society? You are a sinner! Weren’t the chains of hell unbreakable? How can you return? In any case if there is someone able to do so is the King of Hell himself… and you have no time to lose…

You throw yourself to him, snaking your arms around his waist. Your face gets pressed against his tight belly. You can feel the way his breathing gets accelerated, and instead of pushing you away his kind hands caress the crown of your head.

“I WILL BE YOUR SERVANT, I WILL DO EVERYTHING YOU ASK ME FOR MY KING!” you scream, muffled by his clothes against your mouth. Your forehead, your cheeks, your nose buried into his body. There isn’t a crumb of lies in that statement, you are willing to do whatever he wants and for some reason you can’t let him go from your embrace.

His slender fingers brush back your long hair, softly pushing your head back slightly. “You don’t have to beg for mercy, you are ok now” he mumbles, looking straight into your eyes as he still pats your head.

“Thank you… Jushiro~” you mumble, closing your eyes to snuggle into his embrace a little longer. But, those who transcend to Hell are unleashed of inhibitions, and desires are always a little more notorious and unstoppable for sinners… you keep purring like a kitten against his body, once, twice. Like the snake who tempted Adam and Eve to bite the apple, you graze yourself more and more against his clothes.

You can feel the King of Hell itself slowly succumbing to his masculine desires, even if he looked like an angel… there was something dark inside of that man, something that clearly had sent him down here.

“What are you doing, (Name)-chan?” he stutters, at this point trying to hide his growing erection from you. But you don’t answer, and you simply keep nuzzling on his abs, smelling the clean scent of his perfume.

“You… you…. You need a bath” he stops you, making you pout. But he was right, how comes a filthy sinner like you touch a God like him?. “Follow me, please” he commands, walking back from you. He has difficulty breathing, Jushiro can’t process your sudden approach.

His bathroom consists of a single cooper tub surrounded by many little bottles. You have no idea what them are, you don’t care either. “Here, I will fill it for you. Please take your time” he says, walking away, trying not to take a look at you… he is avoiding your stare because he is sure of falling into your tempting trap.

But, you won’t let him go. Of course, you won’t. You stop him, grabbing his wrist with a strong grip. “Please, don’t leave me” you plead, because even if you want him to touch you, you are surely scared of being alone.

“It’s ok… I will help you” he sighs, turning towards you slowly. Trying not to see your nudity would be stupid, your torn clothes weren’t covering a lot either way.

Jushiro takes a deep breath of air while he carefully undresses you, the rags fall to the ground showing him the many marks covering your body. “What happened to you…” he whispers, in pain. But you don’t care how many times you’ve been hit and hurt down here, you only care about his soft graze.

For a second, Jushiro gets lost in the beauty of your body. His emerald eyes travel from your collarbones, down the mountains of your breasts, to the valley of your inner thighs. He bites his pale lips to stop himself from going any further, despite you subtly dancing for him.

“Come on, it’s not really hot” he mumbles, pointing at the tub. Tub in which your beautiful legs hop. It’s true, the water is not really warm but pleasantly lukewarm. However, your body feels as hot as Hell itself. Yours, and his.

He uses a little container on the side to sprinkle water over your body. The fine drip of it serpents from your neck to your nipples, making them hard and noticeable. You squirm and let a little whine slip from your lips… Reddish lips so tempting for the white-haired man right next to you.

Jushiro swallows and dares to touch your skin to clean the dried blood of your body, your skin gets all bumpy by the simple graze of his palm. The more he goes down, the more you can’t help but spread your legs just enough for him.

“I don’t think I sho-“ he wants to convince himself he should stop… but why? After all he is the King, and you are a simple servant of him. “Please…” you moan, with pleading eyes and your lips getting closer to his. Your hands grip to the side of the bath as he violently attacks your mouth. Jushiro has fallen into the trap, and he won’t be able to come back now…

A kiss so deep and lustful you haven’t ever experienced; you whine in between the intrusion of his tongue and his fingers in your sex.

“Ah…Jushiro~” you scream, as his fingering motions go faster and harder in and out of you, with water splashing everywhere. “Weren’t you willing to do whatever I wanted, hum?” he asks, with a totally different tone. He is now more perverse, sinful, lustful, worthy of his throne.

You nod repeatedly, melting as your climax is getting closer. “I’m – coming…” you exclaim, burying your nails into his shoulder. “You are? But I wanna fuck you harder before you come…” he whispers, taking his fingers off your sex.

Jushiro stands up, lending his hand to you. Lightheaded, you get out of the tub and even if you thought you would be walking up to his bed, Jushiro attacks once again your mouth. Your wetness drips on the floor, your hair completely damped, your body too. His white clothes begin to stick to his body, the patches showing a lean body underneath. A body you wanna see completely naked for you, a body you discover as passionate kisses take place while you undress him.

Jushiro’s pale skin is as tempting as freedom, your lips graze the cold feeling of his flesh. Butterfly kisses and also nibbling, leaving red marks all over. He tastes as sweet as candy; his scent is as soft as flowers.

His hands surround your thighs, pulling you up. Coughing a little, he is able to lift you up. Your legs surround his hips, your arms his neck. His hardness looking for your entrance, your fingers tangled with his beautiful long hair.

“We shouldn’t be doing this, but I want it” he says, sounding as guilty as sure. “If you wanna punish me for this, do it… but first, fuck me, fuck me hard” you plead, joining your lips with his and letting your hips low down so he can penetrate you.

Jushiro grunts, the pleasure of your walls being stretched by his intrusive shaft makes his eyes go blank. Your toes curl, your nails carve into his back muscles, it feels so good, it makes you so dizzy.

Humping up and down, as both breathes each other’s moans, whines, and whimpers. You are close, already so close. And probably Jushiro is too. He barely manages to walk towards his bed as he keeps going in and out of you. Both fall over the mattress, him topping you, him making your right leg go up so he can fit better inside you. Deeper, he wants to go deeper on you.

Thrusts with organic motions, his hips go in, up, down, and out. Pushing up, sometimes slower, sometimes violently. His white strands of hair framing his face, falling on each side of yours. He pants, sometimes coughs. The ferrous taste on his mouth is nothing compared to the ambrosial flavour of your lips.

Jushiro takes his time to enjoy your clenching walls around his shaft, he is delighted by the whimpering creature underneath his frame. You are finishing, and he is too.

“I’m gonna cum, Jushi-ro” you moan. “Cum for me, beautiful sinner” he whispers in your ear, as the last thrust go even deeper than before, giving you the final blow. You tremble and arch your back as you hit climax, biting his lower lip, tinting yours in drops of blood.

He grimaces, it hurts, but it’s ok, he likes it too. Motivated by your orgasm he reaches his own, his soft grunts sound like a beautiful music to your ears. You can feel him filling you up, he doesn’t even try to pull out, he couldn’t do it even if we wanted to.

You rest over his pale chest, curling his hair in between your fingers, kissing his skin. He does the same, he is tired, but he is proud of ,despite his poor health, being able to make love to you as much as he liked…

“My King… I wanna stay here after all… can I?” “Are you sure you don’t wanna get sent to Soul Society? You belong there” “I wanna stay here with you, for eternity…”

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play date

Shunsui Kyoraku x f!Reader

synopsis : You and Shunsui have a little thing going on under the wraps. He invites you to his office to discuss work...or so he says.

author’s note : Just a little something because Shunsui is one fine ass man. He’s so hot like I cannot. I am in my Bleach era and will write more fics for keyboard.

cw: oral sex (female receiving), slight angst? , Shunsui teases you to no end, unestablished relationship, there’s feelings but reader isn’t sure and Shunsui isn’t saying anything but he’s in love with her too, Ukitake makes an appearance, Special Extra at the end of the fic, just for laughs :>

also if you’re feeling generous, you can tip me on ko-fi!

How on earth did you get into this predicament?

Well, you knew how. You just didn’t expect it to go this way. When you answered your fellow Captain's call to come to his office to discuss matters on the special ops squad being sent to investigate the world of the living, you believed it was just that.

Not this.

“Oh, dear. Have you finally run out of things to say?” His baritone voice teased as you squirmed on his desk, your thighs over his broad shoulders with his arms locked around each leg to keep you in the position you were. Anybody could walk in. You knew the 13th division Captain was on his way too.

“S-shunsui.” You glared at him, breathless and painfully aching with arousal. He only pouted his full lips in mock pity and rubbed gentle circles with his thumbs on your skin.

“Don’t look at me like that, sweetheart. It’s only going to egg me on.” He smirked devilishly and if only you weren’t in his secure hold, you would’ve kicked him away. Now was not the right time nor place to be doing this. It was a hidden fact that you and the Captain had been warming each other's beds for months now with no strings attached, and were undoubtedly physically attracted to each other. The other captains assumed that you were just a victim to his harmless flirting and that was it.

“You know I like it when you play hard to get,” he kissed your inner thigh, stubble tickling your skin. “I like it even more when you make those cute lewd faces though.” He hummed with a smile, keeping his eyes on you as he leaned closer to lick a strip along your slit, from your aching core to your sensitive clit. Your thighs shook, feeding his ego at how he had one of the most revered Captains putty in his hands.

“Shunsui, someone could walk in. S-sto—ah!” Your attempt at protest was feeble and your restraint staggered when he kissed your sensitive nub and had begun to suckle on it. Pleasure shot through your body, your core tightening and shaking from the warmth of his tongue and the way he moved his head to provide the friction and pressure that he knew had you whimpering and panting in seconds.

Shunshui moaned against your mound when he felt your fingers thread through his hair and began to tug and grip it in the way that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. He kept his gaze on you. His view provided him with the debauched state you were in. Shihakuso undone, it revealed the smooth skin of your stomach and the soft peaks of your breasts, that bounced and jerked with every movement of your body. But his favorite of all was his view of your face. Your pretty lips that would purse and speak threats at him, were parted in sweet bliss and moaning his name. Your eyes that would glare at him with a heat that excited him, were shut in bliss, struggling to flutter open with the pleasure he made you feel. Ah, this must be what a goddess looks like. Shunsui thought.

He halted his ministrations eliciting a whimper of disappointment from you.

"For someone afraid to get caught, you are being rather loud, my dear. Not that I'm complaining." He smirked up at you and before you could snap at him, he continued his assault on your aching pussy that had only continued to drip with more and more slick.

Your mind was hazy with need. His hot tongue swirled sinfully good, you cursed at how good he was at pleasuring you with his mouth. And those lips, those stupidly plump lips, wrapped around and sucked at your clit sinfully good. You’d never admit it out loud but despite his affinity to chase women, he was irresistibly charming when you looked past it. He was strong, and muscular and had such broad shoulders that your legs hung perfectly over. You hated how much you liked him. How good he made you feel. How he truly made your heart skip a beat so many times when he gets doting and sweet on you.

You didn’t want to give in so easily and the arrangement between the two of you as time went on, made your heart grow fonder of him.

Meanwhile, the man who believed heaven was between your thighs, was drunk on the sweet musky taste of the honey that dripped from your pussy. He couldn’t get enough of you, can you blame him? You were cuter than you let on and when it was just you and him in the privacy of his Captain's quarters, you were sweet, shy even. In your shared colleagues' eyes, you were his beautiful and revered Captain who could take down her enemies without a scratch.

But only he knew you. Really knew you.

He made mental notes of the things you liked, things that made you smile or made you scrunch your nose up in disgust, and most importantly what he does that makes you blush, what made you feel good and would have you glowing from pleasure.

Keeping his lips on your clit, he teased the dripping hole of your entrance. It was easy to collect your slick and slowly push in his two fingers. He felt his cock throb at how warm and soft your walls were, and how it squeezed him.

You moaned out his name so sweetly again and the further he plunged his digits and played with your clit, the more he could feel your velvety walls pulse around him. He curled his fingers. Your back arched. Your thighs trembled on his shoulders and the grip you had on his hair tightened.

“S-shun…” you tried your best to speak, propping yourself up on your elbows to have a good look at him. You shouldn’t have been so turned on at the sight of him like this, and yet when he curled those fingers again, your head threw back in bliss. God. He was going to kill you.

He detached from your pink heat briefly. “I can tell you’re close, darling. Let me make you feel good, yeah?”

Without hesitation or a look of stubbornness, you nodded. Your eyes were soft yet pleading. Your pretty lips were caught between your teeth, Shunsui unaware of how consumed you were with the idea of kissing him.

Before he could latch on again, he felt your soft delicate fingers touching his bigger, rougher ones. He raised his gaze to you, brows arched in question. He paused and curiously let you do what you wanted. Your fingers moved to intertwine with his and once both your hands held his, you shyly looked away. Shunsui felt as if he could die right there. You were just so— he couldn’t even find the right words to encompass the entirety of you that has bewitched him. He gave your little hands a gentle squeeze, the action being something so intimately different between the two of you before he delved his tongue into your walls, nose bridge pressed against your sensitive pearl. Your melodious whimpers and moans commenced once more.

Tethering on the edge of your climax, your stomach coiled and your hips visibly shook. It was getting all too much. There was no way you were going to be able to hold back from cumming. The vibration from his ravenous groans and the pressure of his nose against your clit, moving with the way his tongue tensed and swirled inside of you, tipped you over.

Your hands clenched his tightly as your back arched and convulsed with the orgasm that shot through your body. Shunsui didn’t stop kissing and lapping at your folds, wanting to taste the honey that spilled from your climax. Not wanting to overstimulate you further, his lips left your pulsing core and he swiped his tongue over them to not let it go to waste. He opted to lean his head on your tummy, watching your chest rise and fall. He held your hands still, softly playing with your twined fingers, lazily looking up at you with a satisfied grin on his face.

“That’s my pretty girl.“ He cooed, pressing a kiss on your hip bone.

When you were able to catch your breath, your legs still dangled over his shoulders. You slid them off, letting them fall to the side, and slipped one of your hands from his to prop yourself up on his desk. Your body still tingled with the waves of pleasure that bounced within your body and he lifted his head off your tummy, to let you sit up fully.

“Hey.” Half-lidded, deep-set eyes met yours. Your left hand was still intertwined with his and you scooted closer, tugging at his collar so that he could sit properly on his captain’s chair and that his face was leveled with yours which lined up perfectly due to how tall he was. “Am I going to get a good review—

You cut off his deep smooth baritone voice with your lips. Shunsui’s brows raised slightly with surprise but immediately melted into the kiss. You could taste yourself on them. When he felt your little tongue swipe on his bottom lip, he parted his lips to let you have a better taste. He hummed deeply at your sweet kiss, your arms draped over his shoulders and he couldn’t help but pull you from the edge of the desk, and into his lap. Your lips parted in a gasp when your sensitive heat was pressed right against his closed erection, his hakama confining him. He took that opportunity to slot his tongue into your cute little mouth, finding so much bliss in kissing you. It was different, this kiss. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was that made it different other than you were the one who initiated it.

Breaking apart to get air, he was met with this hazy look in your eyes that made him melt. His hand came to your cheek and he was taken aback when, like a cat, you leaned into his touch.

"Oh, dear..." he drawled out with a teasing smile that softened the more he stared at you, all flushed and glowing from pleasure. "When did you get so sweet like this? Hm? Have I finally made you fall for me?"

You batted your lashes at him, silent. He was trying to goad you. Just when you were being all nice and affectionate. He waited for your response while you gave him a chance to say something, anything, that wasn't teasing or goading.

He stroked your cheek with his knuckles, his thumb tracing your plump lower lips. His own lips parted and your heart sped up a little. You didn't know what you wanted to hear from the brunette before you but you wanted something more, and you hoped he knew what that was.

"Will you..." his voice lowered as he leaned close as if to kiss you again. "Return the favor?"

The atmosphere the two of you had created, cracked. Sighing, you pulled away from his touch and slipped from his lap, the man left speechless at the sudden absence of your warmth.

"Y/N-channnn." He whined, brows furrowing as he watched you bend over to slip your underwear on, followed by your hakama. "Come back, sweetheart. Did I say something wrong?"

You rolled your eyes, fastening your shihakusho to conceal any exposed skin and with every movement the fabric made to cover your skin, the man was getting more and more desperate. Fixing your hair, you went to grab your zanpakuto that was leaning against the wall.

"You're leaving? Y/N-chan, you can't just leave." You turned to face him, to see pleading confused brown eyes. "Not like this." He gestured to his lap, to his hard-on that was begging for your touch and that had ached with every moan that slipped from your lips earlier.

"Yes, I can." You huffed. You would have relieved him if he wasn't just...just...ugh. You didn't even know. It's not like the sex was terrible. Far from it. Maybe...just maybe you were tired of playing this game you two started. You wanted more and you didn't feel safe enough to admit it to him out loud yet when he's not showing any signs of wanting more too.

A knock on the door was your cue to leave.

"Oh, hello, Y/N!" Ukitake's gentle, handsome voice sounded and you politely smiled at his greeting on your way out.

"Aren't you going to stay for the discussion?" His brows furrowed, confused as to why you were leaving already, glancing at Shunsui who shifted in his seat and had his gaze set on you. Did you two fight again?

"I'm all caught up, Ukitake-taichou. Kyoraku-taichou, will inform you of the preparations and shinigami who will be in the special ops squad. I have some other important matters to deal with." You replied, bowing your head slightly with respect.

"Y/N-chan." Shunsui's voice called out, masking his need and disappointment. It was as if he was telling you with his eyes that he wanted to speak with you after. You can't promise him that.

"I'll see you when I see you." You huffed with a cute pout that was foreign to Ukitake and a little familiar to Shunsui. It was the cute almost heart-fluttering, kind of pout women made when they're upset over their significant other or the kind of pout an annoyed child makes when someone steals their toy.

"Perverted old man." You narrowed your eyes at him, the outspoken aura of your being a Captain cracked, your head hot with annoyance and your body still all fuzzy and soft from the orgasm Shunsui's stupid, stupid, stupid, mouth gave you. You stomped away, the sight a little adorable to the two captains as very rarely do you act so endearingly and far from the repose you had as their fellow captain.

Shunsui sighed as you disappeared down the hall in a quick flash step and Ukitake clicked his tongue. With hands on his hips, he shook his head and looked at his friend.

"What did you do now, Shunsui?"

Special Extra

“Reporting live in the Seireitei! I am Matsumoto Rangiku, your gorgeous host! Just this week, Captain L/N was spotted in Captain Kyouraku’s office TWICE!”

She holds out the mic to her first victim, flinching as it was shoved towards his face.

“What are your thoughts on THAT Captain Ukitake seeing that its YOUR best friend?”

Ukitake, trying his best to defend shunsui but being a bad liar, “I’m…….. not sure”

*cue comical sparkly segue *

Nanao: he’s just being a pervert. I’m sure someone as strong, smart and beautiful as Captain L/N has a different type

Yachiru, smelling mischief: but yesterday, I saw Y/N head to Captain Kyouraku’s quarters at night

Kenpachi: Who’s [beep]ing who?

Rangiku: AH, please censor yourself for the sake of this interview, we stream to under 18 users too

Kenpachi: Oh *censored* sorry, my bad, *censored* *censored*, but yeah they’re definitely *censored*

Hisagi : Kyoraku did smell like Captain L/N’s perfume

Rangiku, Kira, Ikkaku, Yumichika: 😐 how do u know what she smells like

Hisagi : 👁️👄👁️

Captain Komamura: hes right though

Rangiku: *gasps*

Hisagi, the hole he dug getting bigger: y-yeah

Rangiku; what about you Captain Unohana?

Unohana: oh? I guess if the rumours are true. I’ll think they’ll have very cute children 🥰

Rangiku: Captain Komamura how would you like to put your abilities to use and do some detective work with us????

Tosen, imagines Komamura sniffing around like a dog: no, don’t

Byakuya: It is unprofessional to fornicate in the workplace.

Cut to the 6th division barracks. Members of the squad are seen cleaning floors and every surface meticulously.

Byakuya, a couple of feet away from them and in range of the camera shot : You can never be too careful.

Nemu, on the side: But according to the data we collected recently from our security footage regarding pigeon flight patterns, we also collected the common paths that the Captains of the Gotei 13 undertake and concluded that Captain L/N and Captain Kyouraku do spend an inordinate amount of time together

Rangiku: why….why are you collecting that data

Gin: oh? You guys only found out about this now? I’ve been spotting them go at it like rabbits for a while now

Rangiku: !?!??!?!?!!?

Gin: Im kidding

Everyone else: ……

Aizen, trying to be a pacifist and hide his taylor swift reputation era mode: They do make a lovely couple

Rangiku: As part of the onmitsukido, surely you might have seen something

Soi fong ,turning red: the lives of other captains matter not to me

Yoruichi: come on soi fong drop the tea

Soi fong: i-i-i m-may have seen them…………

Urahara: Captain L/N? No way *gasps then lights up* Did you know she was my first?

Rangiku: First??????

Urahara : 😌✨ it’s up for interpretation ✨.

Turns to the camera. Backdrop changed to a crayon coloured art piece, advertising candy.

Urahara: If you wanna spy more efficiently on the captains, might i suggest my latest invention, Mars-hollows!

Rangiku: Seeing as how youre the subject of all this gossip and that Captain L/N refuses to make a comment, what say you Captain Kyouraku??

Shunsui: Oh? Yeah, we’re fucking.

Captain Y/N : please take not that Captain Kyouraku has been demoted from fuck buddy to no buddy

Hitsugaya : Rangiku this is what youve been doing instead of your job????!???

fin

#shunsui x y/n #shunsui x reader #shunsui smut #shunsui kyoraku smut #shunsui kyoraku x Reader #bleach smut #bleach x reader #bleach.smut #kyoraku smut #kyoraku shunsui x reader #bleach fanfiction #bleach one shot #bleach fic

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muzansfangs · 8 months

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My dear readers, welcome to the “𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬” event. Since on August 29th I’m turning twenty-four, I have decided to host this small event.

• How does it work? Being a busy person and having my requests closed, I have already set up everything. I therefore hope you will just enjoy the works that are going to be part of this collection and let me know if you are satisfied with them.

• What does the event consist in? This post will work as a real Masterlist for the twenty-four one-shots I’m going to post. I’ve chosen twenty-four male characters from Demon Slayer and Bleach, pairing each and every one of them with a line of a song I have chosen.

• Are there any other infos you should be aware of? The works will all be written in the perspective of a female reader. The contents of the works can be smut, fluff or angst and, sometimes, the various generes will be combined. I will make sure to add all the details concerning the warnings about the triggering themes in every single post.

• Anything else? This is the complete list of the works I will gradually update. There is not a specific order, but I will add the links of the one-shots whenever I get to post one of them! Thanks for the attention, your perfectionist admin.

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

• 505 — Gin Ichimaru x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“In my imagination you’re waiting laying on your side, with your hands between your thighs”, Arctic Monkeys.

• BABYDOLL — Douma x f!reader (NSFW)

“When I meet your eyes, the devil, he wins”, Ari Abdul.

• IF I KILLED SOMEONE FOR YOU — Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (NSFW + ANGST)

“Would you love me more, if I killed someone for you?”, Alec Benjamin

• HEART LIKE YOURS — Sanemi Shinazugawa x f!reader (FLUFF)

“How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?”, Willamette Stone

• ATLANTIS — Urahara Kisuke x f!reader (ANGST)

“ ‘Cause in my heart and in my head, I'll never take back the things I said”, Seafret

• UNTIL I FOUND YOU — Rengoku Kyojuro x f!reader (FLUFF)

“I was lost within the darkness but then I found her, I found you”, Stephen Sanchez

• FRIENDS — Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader (NSFW)

“Tell me we’re not just friends, this doesn’t make much sense, no”, Chase Atlantic

• SWEATER WEATHER — Renji Abarai x f!reader (FLUFF + ANGST)

“ ‘Cause it’s too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater”, The Neighbourhood

• BLUE JEANS — Muzan Kibutsuji x f!reader (NSFW)

“You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop, but you fit me better than my favorite sweater”, Lana del Rey

• DAYLIGHT — Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time. You and I drink the poison from the same vine”, David Kushner

• CARDIGAN — Tomioka Giyuu x f!reader (FLUFF)

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite”, Taylor Swift

• FUCK YOU IN MY HEAD — Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader (NSFW)

“I got dirty wishes on my mind, but you will never ever know that I, I like to fuck you in my head”, Cloudy June

• BACK TO BLACK — Obanai x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times. You go back to her and I go back to, I go back to us”, Amy Winehouse

• WHERE’S MY LOVE — Ulquiorra Cifer x f!reader (ANGST)

“Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way”, SYML

• ALL OF ME — Kokushibo x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts, risking it all, though it's hard”, John Legend

• KISS ME — Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck, I’m falling for your eyes but they don’t know me yet”, Ed Sheeran

• WHEN THE DARKNESS COMES — Shinjuro Rengoku x f!reader (FLUFF)

“When you're feeling lost I'll leave my love hidden in the sun, for when the darkness comes”, Colbie Caillat

• SAY SOMETHING — Ukitake Jushiro x f!reader (ANGST)

“And I will swallow my pride, you're the one that I love and I'm saying goodbye”, A Great Big World

• CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — Akaza x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin, if I can't help falling in love with you?”, Elvis Presley

• SHADOW PREACHERS — Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader (NSFW)

“You make me wanna love, hate, cry, take, every part of you. You make me wanna scream, burn, touch, learn, every part of you”, Zella Day

• HUNGER — Yoriichi Tsugikuni x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Oh, love, let me see inside your heart, all the cracks and broken parts, the shadows in the light. There's no need to hide”, Ross Copperman

• ENJOY THE SILENCE — Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)

“All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm”, Depeche Mode

• BREAK MY HEART MYSELF — Uzui Tengen x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“I don't need your help getting off of this carousel. I don't need anybody else, 'cause I can break my heart myself”, Bebe Rexha

• VILLAIN — Shuhei Hisagi x f!reader (NSFW)

“I'll be the villain tonight. I kinda like when you despise me after we fight”, Bella Poarch

#muzan x reader #demon slayer smut #douma x reader #muzan smut #muzan kibutsuji #kyojuro x reader #tomioka x reader #aizen x reader #sosuke aizen x reader #shunsui x reader #kyoraku shunsui #ukitake jushiro x reader #ulquiorra x reader #grimmjow x reader #uzui x reader #bleach x reader #jugram haschwalth x reader #gin ichimaru x reader #kokushibo x reader

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brittscafe · 1 year

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Masterlist 1

Dividers @cafekitsune

Request Page

Gotei 13 male captains and lieutenants:

Cuddles HC

How they kiss you HC

Reactions to finding you asleep. Includes: Renji, Byakuya, Kisuke, Shuhei, and Ichigo.

Reactions to finding you crying: Jushiro, Shunsui, Kenpachi, and Byakuya.

Spin the bottle pt 1: Shuhei, Izuru, Ikkaku, and Renji.

Spin the bottle pt 2: Ichigo, Tensa Zangestu, Uryu, Kisuke, and Isshin.

Thunderstorms pt 1: Shuhei, Renji, Izuru, Ikkaku, and Ichigo.

Aftermath of TYBW

During the invasion of TYBW

How the male lieutenants kiss you

Byakuya, Shunsui, and Jushiro arranged marriage sc

Hueco Mundo Males and TYBW males:

How they react to you falling asleep on them headcanons

Confessing to you. Includes: Aizen, As Nodt, Mayuri, and Szayel.

Falling in love and confessing to you. Includes: Aizen, Gin, Mayuri, and Shinji

Confessing to you. Includes: Gin, Shinji, Yumichika , Nnoitira and Ulquiorra.

Dealing with periods

Shunsui Kyōraku 🌸

SFW and NSWF HC

SMUT first time

Jealously Drabble

Getting back together (fluff/angst)

Missing you (fluff)

Panic attack (fluff)

Jūshirō Ukitake 🤍

SFW and NSWF HC

Fluff blurb

SMUT first time with Jushiro

Let me adore you (Smut)

Fluff blurb

Morning after (smut)

First time wedding night (smut)

Disagreements (smut)

Taking care of him (Fluff)

Interrupted (fluff)

Confessions (fluff)

Panic attack (fluff)

Jushiro with a human s/o HC

Hell jailer Jushiro x reader HC

Ichigo Kurosaki 🍓

SFW and NSFW Headcanon

Ichigo with a bratty s/o headcanon

Ichigo’s birthday! (fluff)

Tōshirō Hitsugaya 🧊

First kiss (fluff)

Nightmares (fluff)

SFW and NSFW HC

Jealously (fluff)

Kiss me (smut)

Adult Toshiro and reader’s first time (smut)

Touch yourself (smut)

Toshiro with a s/o like Isane pt 1.

Toshiro with a s/o like Isane pt 2.

Rōjūrō Otoribashi 🎸

Renji Abarai ❤️

Sit on my face (smut)

Renji with a human s/o HC

Kisuke Urahara 💚

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Taking care of you after you’re injured

Love in the dark (mini fanfic. Kisuke Urahara x reader) ch.1

NSFW HC

Byakuya Kuchiki

Cherry Blossoms pt.1 Cherry Blossoms pt.2

SFW and NSFW HC

Touch yourself (smut)

Byakuya with a human s/o

Zangestu

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Familiar (fluff)

Kenpachi Zaraki ⚔️

SFW and NSFW HC

Jealously Drabble

Love at First Sight

Weak or Not (angst/fluff)

Shinji Hirako 🎭

SFW and NSFW headcanon

Edging Shinji NSFW

Reunion Fluff and smut

Finding you crying (angst/fluff)

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

Falling in love with a childhood friend

Ikkaku Madarame 🗣️

Face sitting NSFW

SFW and NSFW HC

Cuddling with Ikkaku (fluff)

Sōsuke Aizen 💜

SFW and NSFW HC

Walked in on having sex NSFW

Ruined (smut)

enemies to lovers

Tamed (smut)

Possessive HC

Aizen with a human s/o

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez 🐱

SFW and NSFW Headcanon

Rooting for the antihero (fluff)

Kiss me (smut)

One bed trope (fluff)

5 more minutes (fluff)

Ulquiorra Cifer 😐

SFW and NSFW HC

First time (smut)

Not so scary (fluff)

Coyote Starrk 😴

Gin Ichimaru 🤍

SFW and NSFW HC

Cockwarming NSFW

Gin with a bratty s/o

As Nodt 😶

SFW and NSFW HC

Not so scary (fluff)

Nnoitra Gilga

Tease (smut)

Szayelaporro Granz

Taking care of him after he gets injured

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fengxun · 7 months

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OF REBIRTH AND SOLACE – UKITAKE JUSHIRO X READER

He shares your pain and you share his, intertwining your souls in a way even the gods could not break. You are his just as much as he is yours.

TAGS.⠀gender-neutral reader; married life, fluff and hurt/comfort, light angst, vv self-indulgent. SFW. ~900 words

A/N.⠀he could fix me but he would want us to do it together. this is just a huge excuse for me to be sappy

CROSS-POSTED ON AO3

When you love, you love ardently. A part of your soul becomes intertwined with theirs just as they crawl into your veins and seek a home in your heart. Body, mind and soul, Ukitake Jushiro is yours, and you’ll do anything you can to keep it that way.

How could you not, when he looks at you as though you’re the one who hung all the stars in the night sky with your own hands? He looks at you like you’re the one who brings sunshine after the rain. He worships you like the only religion he’s known in his entire life is you, the one he’d so willingly given his whole being to. He holds your hands and kisses them knowing what they are capable of, what they have done. He’d give you the world if you asked, even if you don’t believe you are deserving of it.

Your name carries weight in Soul Society as a disgraced noble with blood on your hands. They don’t know you as a victim; to them, you are the offspring of a sinner on the prowl, a monster borne of evil and recklessness. The people’s sentiments are not unknown to you. Words like daggers pierce through your skin and threaten your very core time and time again, but you do not fight back. You bear the burden of your father’s blood, the result of his anger and hatred for the world.

You don’t believe there to be honour in your existence, but you continue to live. Hundreds of years have given you all the time you needed to build yourself back up again, salvaging the parts of you that were broken by those you once trusted. Even now, you’re still learning to love, to accept the love you’re given, to trust once more, and to have pride in your life again. You may be your father’s child, but you are not him.

“My love,” Jushiro calls to you, his voice snapping you out of your daze. The scent of jasmine and green tea envelops you with comfort as he wraps his arms around your waist and presses a chaste kiss to your temple. In response, your lips curl into a small smile and you feel heat rush to your cheeks, your heart beating hard against your chest. “What’s on your mind?”

You sigh quietly. You haven’t quite learned how to bring yourself to tell someone what you’re thinking or how you’re feeling yet. Vulnerability has never been your strong suit. A strict, disciplinary upbringing and the need to be respected—feared—set you a few steps back. In your entire life, you’ve grown most accustomed to either letting your actions speak for themselves or simply holding them back. But then comes your husband, the very personification of warmth himself, making you feel so safe and cared for that you’ll gladly give him a piece of your heart.

“The same things,” you murmur. To some, it’s vague and cryptic, but between the two of you, it’s progress. “I promise it’s nothing to worry about, Jushiro. It’s all good thoughts.”

He smiles softly. “About us?”

“About us and what my life has been since I met you.” Your words are slow, cautious, like you’re still processing them yourself. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this content in my life. It’s like I’m living the way I should be. With you.”

Jushiro gently turns you around to face him, cupping the side of your face with his hand and caressing your skin with his thumb like he always does. He’s fond of being close to you, having you in his arms or even being in yours. With you, he feels as though he’s in spring or summer, where the days are bright and lovely and always something to look forward to. He’s lived a very long time, loved and lost, felt the years pass by and weaken him little by little, but being with you makes him feel young again. It’s never too late, he thinks, and it certainly never is too late to start anew.

“You make me the happiest man alive as well,” he says. The way he looks at you practically has you swooning, overflowing with nothing but love for him, and the reminder that this man loves all of you unconditionally is enough to bring tears to your eyes. He hushes you gently, leaving soft kisses on the crown of your head as he rubs soothing circles on your back. You hold on to him like a lifeline, listening to his heartbeat with your cheek pressed against his chest that lulls you into tranquillity.

You love it here. You love being with him, and you love that he’s patient with you. You love that he’s so understanding and compassionate, that he never pressures you to open up to him. He shares your pain and you share his, intertwining your souls in a way even the gods could not break. You are his just as much as he is yours.

“I love you.”

The vow slips past your lips with much more ease compared to the first time you said it years ago. Your hand comes up to tuck his hair behind his ear, running your fingers through his silky smooth strands before he laces your fingers together, the warmth of his skin passing on to yours. The smile he gives you in return is more than you could ever ask for. As bright as the sun, as lovely as the spring. He leans down to kiss you, a promise of his own.

“I love you too.”

#bitchcraftinc #my writing #bleach x reader #ukitake jushiro x reader #ukitake x reader #ukitake jushiro #bleach fluff #ukitake jushiro fluff #all

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