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yoquenecaps · 1 year
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Zaraki Kenpachi vs Unohana Retsu
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sashi-ya · 1 year
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霊圧 + 淫慾. // spiritual pressure + lust. [twoop x sy]
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄. by sashi-ya 𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐔 𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐗 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈.
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tw: NSFW. blood, a lot. violence. this is not a typical smut fic. written as a tribute to them and their last fight. It does play with the concept mother/lover in a soft way, i don't recommend reading if you are triggered by "incest" (it is not, but just in case) // wc: 479 // masterlist // taglist: @zella07 @jin-supremacy01 @stygianoir @alexkanroji @bookandyarndragon @tealcat001 // colab with @the-witch-of-one-piece
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Covered in blood, dripping crimson warmth. Veins exposed, heart pumping outside their chests. Long black strands also drenched in red, the iron smell of brutality mixed with the one their bodies exchange. The only man to ever give her pleasure, the only woman to both make a beast and a man out of him.
His hand is as big as her whole waist, her skin goes from pale to blushed, and back to pale again. Swollen lips and bitten skin; the taste of acrid fluid reverberating in their tongues, like the dancing reminiscence of violence and war. But also, like the sweet balsam of pure joy feeding their needs.
For every swing of the sword, a kiss is given. And the blood that rains on them -and from them- splashes all around.
Yachiru, Retsu, whatever her name is, means nothing to him. But her, in her total entirety, her strength, the taste of her… that is, the challenge and the pleasure.
She jumps on his lap, Zaraki of Kenpachi’s lap. His calloused hands going up and down, but always ending on and on, on the small of her back. Pressing her towards him, to feel the embrace of her insides, to feel surrounded by her. A caring motherly, yet, destructive sensation he craves like the most addictive drug.
“I’m stronger than you, but I don’t want to… just you, only you… my only limit” “Don’t limit yourself, go further… keep doing it”
The first Kenpachi lands on her back, this time the next one is on top. And she laughs, because there is no bigger joy than this. His hips make her back arch, her sloppy eyes traveling to outer space.
Breathing accelerated, the brute growls. Primal reactions to pleasure that doesn’t come from pain, but from lust. Lifting her legs up to his shoulders, so the back of her shins can rest on them. Tight and deep, total heaven for him and her.
Ramming hard, even if the first Kenpachi is strong enough to take him, her legs tremble. Muscles spasming with every thrust. Deep, deep and precise but also brutally supressing her instinctive reaction to fight. Unohana taicho is just putty on his hands, because she wants it too.
Her mouth opens to let the most beautiful moans slip out of her lips, as Kenny bites and pulls from her hard erected nipples. Sucking as if from them he would get something; and also nibbling so hard that even more blood tints his tongue and drain from the commissures of his lips. Feeding on her, feeding from her.
An in a sudden explosive reaction, like blood gushing out of teared arteries, like a sword piercing skin and flesh, with their heads thrown back and a scream of pain and pleasure both reach the end…
Pleasure or maybe death. There is no coming back. No, there isn’t a cure for an eternal scar.
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velvinity · 1 year
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cursedpossum · 1 year
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im not a big fan of zarakis ships BUT i do love it when said ships act as yachirus parents or have murderous sexual tension
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fatherlybeast · 1 year
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Bankai, Minazuki (皆尽, All Things' End)
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swan2swan · 1 year
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Nothing funnier than a fandom getting all up-in-arms about “grooming” with a ship whose whole being spawned because they were two sadists who stabbed each other to death and, as one of them lay dying in the other’s arms, they looked like lovers saying their final, tragic goodbyes.
“But he was a child when they met!” yeah and the whole appeal of their romance is the part where they STAB EACH OTHER TO DEATH (and no, I don’t mean “try to stab”, I mean the blade goes in, and someone dies).
Also, it’s been, like, a thousand years, and he was probably a hundred years old when they met, anyway. Whatever.
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brainbleached · 1 year
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For mental health reasons I portray that blood soaked wedding shot from Twilight, only it's Zaraki and Unohana
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sallapati · 1 year
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fraulein-misfit · 1 year
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Esto nació por que estaba recostada escuchando la música de Powerwolf y la imaginación voló. Sin más les dejo con mi ship favorita de Bleach.
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moonymiw · 2 months
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she’s not the woman i used to admire.
but still i worship her.
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muzansfangs · 3 months
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How they eat you out.
Starring: Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Unohana Retsu x f!reader; Zaraki Kenpachi × f!reader;
Format: short-imagines;
Warnings: nsfw, language, dom!unohana, dom! shunsui, dom!zaraki, sub!reader, switch!shunsui, oral sex (f!reader receiving), oral sex (unohana receiving), vaginal fingering, praise kink, overstimulation, male masturbation, size kink, creampie, dirty talk, vaginal sex;
Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?
PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE
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Shunsui Kyoraku.
A master of seduction and the seven deadly sins, he would spend hours eating you out for hearing the sweet chant of moans and whimpers you sang for him. There is not a position you have not tried before, but his unrestrained thirst for you and his untainted desire to make you climax on his tongue made him opt for one that granted him the chance to palm himself and jerk off while exploring the depths of your core, coating his fingers and lips into his personal favorite nectar.
Kneeling in front of you, with your back flattened against the wall, Shunsui grasped one of your legs and draped it over his shoulder, his eye flicking up to check on you as he pushed the soaked fabric of your underwear to the side. Sex with him was intense, but never rough. He took care of you, led you safely towards the apex of pleasure.
"Let me taste you, please" he hoarsely pleaded you, your fingers threading the soft strands of his dark chocolate hair in anticipation.
You sighed, his hot breath fanning your wet folds making goosebumps raise on your thighs. Your reaction did not escape his eye, his mouth latching onto your skin and leaving a trail of wet kisses all the way up to your pussy. Yet, he did not dare to touch you directly, not until you gave him your explicit consent. He needed to hear it from him.
"Please, please, darling, please... Just say the word and I will lavish that pussy until you have no more strength to stand without me supporting you" he purred, teasingly kissing your bundle of nerves.
Electricity coursed through your veins, a shaky breath leaving your lips as you delicately pushed his head back towards your pussy "Feast on me. I'm all yours" you whispered, watching in awe as the Captain Commander grinned mischieviously up at you and proceeded in running his tongue flatly down your folds, before wrapping his lips around your throbbing clit.
Your knees buckled, a throaty moan ripping from your chest as you closed your eyes and lolled your head back against the wall. You knew that practice had made him this good, an ounce of jealousy always seeping into your mind whenever he masterly brought you to Heaven and back on Earth, now he was doing this to you, he was down on his knees to worship your body.
"Fuck! — you whined out, when a soft grunt erupted from his throat — Did I mention your eye-patch is hot?" you breathed out, enjoying the sight of your man spreading your labia with the fingers of his free hand while the other was wrapped around his shaft, busy relieving himself from the aching bulge driving him insane.
Shunsui delved his tongue into you, your fingers pulling on his hair a little tighter to brace yourself.
"Stop it or I will come in my hand..." he groaned, teasingly tugging with his teeth at your slippery folds. He perfectly knew what he was doing, but the sight of his dick in his hand was making you yearn for more.
You did not care if the act could be labeled as rude, demanding, or as a deliberate selfish way to assure yourself your climax, but you pulled his head back by his hair. Panting, quivering legs and a lustful gleam in your eyes you removed your leg from the top of his shoulder and motioned for him to stand up. The Captain Commander stood tall, his large frame a blanket of warmness enveloping you into his arms.
His hands rested flatly on the wall at your sides, caging you between it and his massive body. His stubble glistened in the dim light provided by the lamp on the nightstand and you cupped hos cheek in your hand, running your thumb over his cheekbone.
"Shunsui, I need more. Now" you murmured, your lips nipping on his earlobe as he glided his hands underneath your thighs and picked you up.
He did not say much, he simply rubbed the tip of his cock down your slick to collect your juices and he gradually, smoothly sheathed himself into you with a guttural groan. Your legs were tightly wrapped around his hips, once he began to thrust into you at a sensual pace, your moans sending him on Cloud Nine.
"I love you" he hoarsely said, gritting his teeth as he felt your walls clamping down onto him.
Your mind was fuzzy, but you had enough energy to cling onto him for dear life. Oral sex always led you two to want more and scream each others name at the top of your lungs. Because after all, when have you ever let him come in his hand? Never. He always busted his load into you.
Unohana Retsu.
Calm and collected, radiating a loving aura, she only showed her true colors to you. Not everyone knew about her past. If the stories about how she used to wield her sword to lead the Eleventh Division with pride and unadulterated cruelty had not come straight out of her mouth, you would have probably not believed them. It was hard for you to depict your girlfriend as a blood-thirsted woman who sat on a pile of corpses, crowning herself the queen of a despicable crew of professional assassins. Now, however, as you began to explore your intimacy, you could see some glimpses of her dark side.
The ferocity of such a beautiful and majestic woman claiming her place on the top of the food chain always left you speechless.
She was an attentive lover, overall. Albeit she never forced you to submit, she was pleased by the way you obediently obliged to her requests and never ceased to praise your natural predisposition to feed her inner cravings. Not selfish in the slightest, though, when it came down to oral she was so dedicated to the cause of bringing you joy and satisfaction that she did not hesitate to ask you to lay down on your back and let her give you an extrasensorial experience.
How? A passionate sixty-nine, naturally. Giving and receiving, according to her, allowed you the chance to focus on both your lover and on the warming feeling she provided you by swirling her tongue around your bundle of nerves meticulously. The remains of her former cold personality tended to resurface, whenever you engaged sexual intercourses. She rarely let you top, therefore she was the one to sit on your face during the sixty-nine.
She smiled softly against your dripping heat, the moment your thighs began to quiver. She knew exactly which spots to stimulate, when and how.
"You are doing such a good job. Your body is always so responsive" Unohana chimed, her breath slightly labored as she tried to restrain herself from moaning out your name at the way you sucked on her clit.
You did not answer, instead, you bucked up your hips to let her know how needy you were and how much you craved her touch. Sex with her was always so sensual it barely allowed you the chance to think straight.
She hummed at your shameless display of eagerness,  her hands gripping the plush of your thighs as she buried her mouth back into the warm cave of your pussy. Her tongue lapped at your folds viciously, leisurely when she flicked your clit, and she enjoyed how you started whimpering, neglecting the task at hand to give her pleasure as well.
"Oh my gosh! Babe, wait, if you keep on doing it like that I'll end up—" you piped out, your breath erratic as you tried to get her attention by squeezing her ass warningly.
But the First Kenpachi was not going to stop. Gently lowering her pussy onto your mouth once again, muffling your moans and whimpers. There it was, her real self, the wild woman she used to be.
"Coming?" she cooed, smiling against your pubes as you shut your eyes as nibbled at the glistening, puffy lips plastered over your mouth.
You could not take it anymore. Delving your tongue deep into her, you let it go. Waves of pleasure engulfed your nether regions and you released onto her tongue, as she let out a small whimper herself. Your juices dripped from her chin, her eyes fluttering opened while she straightened herself up, glancing at you from up above. Her braid undone, long and raven long hair draped over her smooth back. She looked dashing like that.
"My pretty girl is so good for me. — Unohana crooned, rotating her hips to create some more friction with your parted lips — Now, why don't you focus a little more and make me come too?" she asked you in a slightly darker tone.
Anything. You would have done anything for her.
Zaraki Kenpachi.
He does not eat you out, he devours you. You are his woman, for God’s sake, you deserve the best. Along with protecting you no matter what, this man would do literally anything to make you happy. Even though he does not waste any given chance to have you underneath him, so perfect and small compared to his large frame, Zaraki can somehow sense when you need some good treatment. What does it consist in? Having you sprawled over the bed, folded in half, your pussy ready for him to lavish and suck dry.
“It’s lunch time” he croaked out, as he pushed your legs to your chest and shot you a knowing look, prompting you to keep them up for him as he glided his index down your slick to tease you.
You two had such a chemistry in bed it was hard not to read each others minds. His fingers mapped out all the right spots your body with expertise, they explored you until you were left writhing and shaking under him. Although he was not known around for being a gentleman, he was far from being rough with you.
You trembled, when he slowly plunged his digit into you, the stretch already leaving you breathless, but it did not last for two much. He pumped it a few times into you, eliciting soft whimpers and whines from you that made his chuckle in amusement.
“Look at you. So small to even take my fingers, yet so wet you are dripping…” he noted, your cheeks heating up at his unfiltered remark.
You loved him.
When he removed his fingers, the man quickly shoved it into his mouth and made sure to savour your taste. His visible eye boring into yours as he grinned and buried his face down onto your cunt, his tongue lapping and sucking on your clitoris hungrily, air knocked out of your lungs temporary. Recovering from his assault was almost impossible for you, everytime was like the first.
“K–Kenny! O my God… Don’t stop” you whispered, your legs quivering as you struggled to keep them up from his to enjoy his feast.
“Keep them up” he groaned, delving his tongue into your core and causing you to gasp and grip the back of your thighs a little tighter to push them more towards your chest. But he knew you were struggling, he knew you needed help and he wanted you to focus on your pleasure above anything else.
Keeping his mouth busy on your pussy, messily licking and nibbling, he swatted your hands away and gripped your thighs roughly. Moaning loudly, as he kept your folded in half, you felt a familiar pressure coiling on your lower abdomen, your mind going blank as your orgasm washed over you violently, like a wave crashing over you.
Kenpachi truly had his own special way to kill you softly.
Author note.
Hello there! I’m so glad I managed to post this second part to ‘how they eat you out’. A third and, probably,last one is coming and it will include Shinji, Isshin and Grimmjow. I hope you have enjoyed this one! As per usual, likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated!
Until next,
X O X O
TAGS: @kr0wu @electronicwitchcollection @brittscafe @stygianoir @bleach-your-panties I dedicate this piece to you 💜
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auntyokula · 7 months
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sword x family!!!! REALLY LOVE THIS CROSSOVER 😳🥰
/fem!Zaraki x Unohana
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brittscafe · 10 months
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Heyyy could I have a scenario with Kenpachi and fem reader where she's not as strong or as amazing as Kenny in her eyes (maybe she's even just a human or 4th division?..) & just doesn't feel like she's good enough for him? Like, how he would react hearing that from someone he loves - cause you know Kenny probably thinks the other way around ❤️...Looking for some angst that turns fluffy even nsfw is good too!! 👍
Sorry I wrote a mini novel ask 😅 hope you're doing great!!!
ahhh, I love writing Kenpachi fluff :)
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Your significant other was very well known unlike you on the other hand. Kenpachi Zaraki is the captain of the 11th division and good god, was he scary. At least to everyone else...not to you, a loyal member of the 4th division.
There was no doubt that you could handle yourself in a battle, but when it came to Kenpachi, you could be broken like a fragile stick. You wouldn't dare compare his raw strength to yours.
Your gaze stays steady on the ground in front of you. You fiddle with your hands and gulp.
"Hey, y/n, what's up?" Isane's melodic voice springs you out of your mind and you clear your throat. You spin around on the heels of your feet and face her, putting on a weak smile.
"Oh, nothing. Sorry, I was just in my mind for a moment," you clear your throat.
"About what? You know we can talk about anything," Isane steps forward and your breath hitches in your throat. You squeeze your sweaty palms together and let out a tiny breath.
"You know the 11th division always looks down upon us for being so weak," you mumble out, lowering your head with shame.
"Yeah, but Kenpachi wouldn't let them utter a word. At least not about you," Isane shrugs her shoulders.
"They fear him because of how strong he is, Isane. I sometimes wish that I was strong enough for him," your voice wobbles and Isane's eyes widen.
"You heal people, y/n. Kenpachi could never do that," Isane tries to comfort you.
"Yeah, I just wish I was good enough for him," you frown widely and Isane cocks an eyebrow.
"Hey, cheer up. Don't look down on yourself like that, you're strong in your own ways," Isane gently taps your shoulder before leaving the room.
Usually, you were able to feel Kenny's pressure, but you weren't able to and you wished dearly that you could've.
Kenpachi steps out from behind the corner, arms crossed over his chest.
His spiritual pressure smacks you in the chest and you gasp quietly. Your eyes widen and you chew on your bottom lip, turning around and facing him.
"Hi," you mumble out, praying that he didn't hear any of that conversation. You sink down in your figure as Kenny towers over you, a stern expression across his face.
"Hey, if you were a human, I'd still love you," Kenpachi blurts out and your eyes widen.
"You despise humans because they're so weak," you point out and Kenny shrugs his shoulders.
"Not you. What about those fights that you win? Mhm?" he asks and you scoff quietly.
"You let me win those on purpose, Kenny," you mumble out and a grin tugs on his face.
"So? You're strong in your own ways," Kenny comments, placing a finger underneath your chin and lifting up your face. He forces you to gaze into his eyes and your stomach twists into uneasy knots.
"No, I'm not," you shake your head, trying to deny it. Kenpachi lets out a tiny sigh and his facial expression softens.
"I could never heal people the way you do. The way you heal me...amazes me every time. You are absolutely amazing, y/n," Kenpachi speaks softly and your eyes widen.
Kenny leans his head down and presses his lips against yours. You wrap your arms around his lower torso and relish in the moment.
"Thank you," you whisper, smiling warmly as you pull away from the sweet kiss.
"And...as for the fights, you definitely win those sometimes," Kenny comments, a smug smirk tugging on his face.
"Come on, you let me win those and you know it," you sigh out in defeat and Kenpachi cocks an eyebrow.
"Oh really? Come on then, let's see what you got," Kenpachi teases you, grabbing onto your thighs and easily lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his torso and giggle quietly.
"Fine, bring it on."
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fatherlybeast · 1 year
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unohana retsu, the first kenpachi
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monkeydluthy · 7 months
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The strongest Zeraki Kenpachi
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