#bleach headcanon

[stormsthatrage]

Okay but what about the dynamic where Kisuke and Ichigo both think that they're the other's attack dog.

#bleach #bleach headcanons #kurosaki ichigo #urahara kisuke #bleach headcanon

[brittscafe]

hello there, hope yoh having a good day. Can i request headcanonz jealousy for Kenpachi Zaraki and Shunsui Kyōraku, thank you hun

yes, yes, yes, and yes!

Kenpachi:

It definitely shows on his face.

Instead of wearing his usually deadpan expression, his borrows are furrows and his nostrils are flared as he glares at the healer.

The poor guy was just doing his job as his hands run up and down your wounds, but Kenny couldn't help the way he was feeling.

He starts to clench his fists and you glance over at Kenny as he marches over towards you.

Before you could say anything, he pushes the man away with zero effort and grabs onto your hand.

"I can take care of you perfectly fine on my own," Kenpachi comments with a harsh tone, leading you away from the poor healer.

"Kenny, he was just doing this job," you sigh out as he drags you behind him.

"Yeah, whatever. His hands were all over you," Kenpachi spits out harshly and you tug out of his grasp.

You both stand there in silence, glaring at each other when the healer starts to walk by.

Kenny's eyes light up and he marches over to you, slapping his hand down on your wrist.

Before you can even speak, he smashes his lips against yours.

His hand squeezes your wrist tightly and your eyes widen at the kiss.

You slap against his chest a few times before he pulls away from you, both of you breathing heavily.

"Jealous. You are so jealous," you comment and Kenny's heart skips a beat.

He scoffs quietly and glances away. "Yeah whatever," he replies dryly, taking your hand and pulling you away behind him.

He's sure to punish you later in bed ;)

Shunsui:

You never expected Shunsui to be jealous.

But that all changed when you were both out drinking sake and there were members of your squad surrounding you.

Shunsui was casted aside, downing each glass of sake that he had in front of him.

You could see the growing anger on his face, but he hid it so well from the others.

When's he had enough of the boys fanning over you, he slams his glass down on the table.

The boys continue chattering, but you lift up your head at the sound.

Shunsui's already towering over you, putting his arms around you and easily lifting you up from your seat.

"Shunsui!" you gasp out, your legs dangling in the air.

"Sorry boys, play time is over," Shunsui demands with a bitter tone, tossing you over his shoulder.

He storms out of the bar as you squirm in his tight grasp all the way back to your private living quarters.

Shunsui throws you down on the bed and you're left in a spiral of confusion.

You didn't get why Shunsui was so mad.

"You're mine, you know that, right?" Shunsui asks, grabbing onto your jaw and tilting your head up.

You gaze into his eyes, burning with a bright hot jealously and you let out a tiny chuckle.

"Oh my god, you're so jealous, Shunsui," you comment and his cheeks flush with a bright red color.

His hand drops from your jaw and he turns away from you.

"Maybe," he shrugs his shoulders and you cup his cheeks.

You brush his cheeks, his beard scratching against your soft skin.

"Of course I'm yours. There's no need to ever be jealous," you reassure him, placing a soft kiss upon his lips.

#kenpachi zaraki #shunsui kyoraku #kenpachi zaraki x reader #shunsui kyoraku x reader #bleach shunsui #shunsui x reader #shunsui x y/n #shunsui bleach #kenpachi x y/n #bleach kenpachi #kenpachi x reader #kenpachi x you #bleach #bleachanime #bleach imagines #bleach x reader #bleach x y/n #bleach x female reader #bleach x you #bleach headcanon

[dreaming-about-seireitei]

But what about shoes??

So last night I couldn't sleep because I kept asking myself about what kind of footwear would the Bleach characters wear, adapted to today's fashion. I came up with this hc for some of them and I just needed to post it. (Be aware, I know almost nothing about fashion or fashion brands, so if you feel like that's not right just know I did my best)

Renji

- I honestly think Renji would definitely be the kind of guy who would wear these Nikes, the W Dunk High, obviously in red.

- I also believe he would be secretely proud of them, and would clean them every time before going out of the house (even if they'd get dirty in a fight immediately).

-He would probably have at least one more pair that looks the same, maybe with just a little detail difference, in case these ones get broken in a fight.

- I think he buys them alone so people don't see how happy he gets when he finally has them in the bag

Ichigo

- Our main boy would probably wear these Pumas (that I can't remember the full name of)

- They kinda go with his bankai, but it's mostly just a coincidence

- He actually bought them because he needed a new pair, and it was the first pair that caught his eye

- I feel like fashion would not be his priority, he would prefer longevity over anything else and feeling comfy

Orihime

- I am 100% sure she would own at least two of these colorful Converse that she embroidered or decorated herself

- She is the cute and unique type that would wear these anywhere and with anything (even if they don't match)

-They are comfy, but also cute and that's mostly what counts for her, as she buys them for the main bold colors and decorates them however she feels like on the spot

Toshiro

- In my mind, I see him wearing these Reeboks he would look so good in them and he wouldn't even try oh god

- I feel like when buying them, he'd probably look at the sole of the footwear first to ensure it can hold his fighting as well as his shunpo before anything else

- They match his hair and eyes and add a plus to his otherwise kind of plain outfits (he doesn't see it, but he likes the look anyway)

- I see the brand itself mostly bought by adults who already have kids and are tired and take walks to free their mind; and we know he has the tastes of an elder person already and is tired from scolding Matsumoto all day and just wants something nice, nothing out of the ordinary

Rukia

- My girl would totally wear the combat boots idc

- She will feel her feet more secure with them on and would like the adherence of the boots

- She also bought them because when she tried them on, she felt like people took her a bit more serious because she looks badass in them

- The black, simple style is what she likes in term of fashion because she can wear them with her dresses, as well as with her fighting gear

Matsumoto

- If you think our fashionista will not wear some great platform sandals any time of the day, I regret to inform you, you are wrong.

- She would most definitely go through a pair every week because they're not very resistant, but that's fine because she has plenty of pairs.

- She buys them from specific stores that she likes in the World of the Living, at least two or three pairs at a time

- She mostly gets them in black, because it goes with everything, obviously, but she might also have a white and a brown pair for special occasions (like going shopping)

Uryu

- These President boots (I think that's what they're called) would be all that's in his closet, multiple pairs, leather, suede, in black and brown, but just this type of shoes

- He would not only buy them because of the very good quality, true materials, but also because they look very serious and grown

- He would be careful with them and always have his laces neatly tied

- Would get mad at Ichigo for accidentally stepping on them

This is mostly what I had in mind, let me know if you share the same opinion, if not, what would you change about it? Also, please someone let me know if this is a normal lenght for a post, I feel like it's too long.

Obviously I took all the photos from the internet and don't own any of them.

#honestly I don't even know why I did this #this took me more than it should have #abarai renji #kurosaki ichigo #inoue orihime #hitsugaya toshiro #matsumoto rangiku #ishida uryu #bleach #bleach hc #bleach headcanon

[sunflowersandcherryblossoms]

The Kuchiki Clan's colour is Blue

And their heirlooms are white. (Kenseikan and Windflower Silk Scarf)

The Shiba Clan's colour is red

Now, I'd like to imagine that, before they were framed by the Gilded Nobility and the old Central 46, they also had heirlooms and that the colour was black.

I'm imagining Shiba Kaien, wearing a black scarf (there could be either black windflowers for example...) and them having some type of object (Kanzashi type or medallions, or even ceremonial Tanto) also in black.

#bleach #byakuya kuchiki #kaien shiba #great noble houses #bleach headcanon #kuchiki clan #shiba clan

[wing-ed-thing]

Sosuke Aizen Relationship Headcanons Part II

A bit more in depth than my og Sosuke Aizen Headcanons @stygianoir​

Warnings: Gaslighting, Emotional/Psychological Abuse

💕 I dunno man, is someone who is so focused on their greater aspirations and who routinely uses the affection of others for his own benefit capable of something as selfless as... love?

💕Fondness is the closest you’re going to get and you’re getting it in either two ways: you’re viewed as so far below him and harmless or you cannot be disposed of yet and the fondness is begrudging

💕As someone who separates himself from the more menial things, Aizen finds your emotions funny. Little things meant to please him that actually serve him enough to not find you annoying. Your usefulness is a large factor in keeping you around as a pet

💕Or if you happen to be an interesting spiritual specimen. Either way, stand out just enough (but not too much) and blindly serve in an amusing fashion

💕Aizen likes asking you questions that you don’t know the answer to or perhaps only know half the answer to. He needles, pressing you for more information until you break down completely. Or maybe he just asks “are you sure?”

💕Will ask you complex questions in front of people because watching you get the answer wrong or squirm under prying eyes is also a part of his fun

💕And of course, if you somehow get upset at his psychological digging, he’ll tell you that you’re reading into things if he’s not telling you he didn’t say what you thought he said in the first place

💕Aizen is fond of the control and the sense of superiority. He may feel a sense of disappointment at the prospect of getting rid of you, but he will hardly hesitate to follow through if need be. That is the closest you will get

💕So you better keep amusing him or else

💕A less likely scenario is that the cards have aligned just right that both of you are backed into a corner and need to create an agreement of sorts. Explosive.

💕Aizen does not like sharing, let alone being forced to. Perhaps he’ll be interested in the game of it all, but if it goes on for far too long or obstructs an objective, he’ll quickly turn sour

💕He needs to win. He needs to come out of top. It’s not enough that he’s met a worthy opponent, he is not satisfied unless the challenge is great enough to challenge him, but not a power that he can’t eventually overcome in a timely manner

💕Perhaps he will admire your efforts and the attributes that make you a formidable obstacle, but any feelings of admiration will come from a strictly logical stance

💕Even if Aizen begins to develop a sense deeper than fondness, he’s not someone within a mindset to allow that to foster. Rather, he will likely channel that energy to more insidious and kiniving things

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed and otherwise supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

#aizen x reader #sosuke aizen x reader #sosuke aizen #aizen #bleach #bleach x reader #bleach headcanons #bleach imagines #bleach headcanon #bleach imagine #bleach scenario #espada

[imaginingbleach]

Random HC:

Nnoitra likes SOFT things.

Has a huge bed that's extremely soft and plush.

Has a ton of comfy pillows.

Not a fan of plushies/stuffed animals purely because of their look, BUT might keep one if his s/o got it for him

Would much rather snuggle his s/o though, they're soft and make noises when he pokes and prods them

Even if his s/o is toned AF, if they're not an arrancar they're soft in his mind.

#bleach #bleach imagines #bleach imagine #bleach anime #nnoitra bleach #nnoitora #nnoitra jiruga #nnoitra gilga #bleach nnoitra #bleach reader #bleach headcannons #bleach headcannon #bleach headcanon #bleach headcanons #my writing

[merumely]

Random Grimmjow Headcanon: if given gum, he'll chew and swallow it before you tell him it's not meant to be swallowed.

#he'll continue too #man could eat things that aren't meant to be eaten #bleach #grimmjow #grimmjow jeagerjaques #grimmjow headcanon #bleach headcanon #random headcanon

[my-my-my]

You have many? 👀👀 Uhhh can we get some more please? I’m a whore for Aizen 🥵 lol

Haha if you have prompts or themes, it'd def help organize my thoughts, but here are a few more!

Aizen's "modern" attire leans towards classic and timeless pieces. Kubo lovesss to draw his characters in modern clothing, and if Aizen is drawn, he's usually in some kind of suit, or at least nice slacks and a button down lol (although there is one of him in a hoodie THAT I MUST FIND A FULL IMAGE OF). This man would also be That Guy who owns some fancy-ass sweats (maybe cashmere, maybe Fear of God)

Some brands I can see him wear: Thom Browne, A.P.C., Bruno Cucinelli, Fear of God... wears Oliver Peoples sunglasses, Breitling watches and Berluti accessories.

I previously said that his love languages were "acts of service" and "quality time", but when it comes to special occasions, Aizen plans EVERYTHING. He will make sure it will be a birthday/anniversary/whatever day that you will remember. He's an observant man, and for you, he'll give thoughtful gifts.

It's a pretty common headcanon for him, but I do believe he would be a professor or a teacher in a modern AU setting (even Kubo mentioned it in passing when talking about an art piece that had Ichigo and other characters in school uniforms. He originally planned to include Aizen but felt that Aizen would be their teacher rather than a classmate lol). I'm not exactly sure what he would teach though!

Some days I think he would teach some introductory philosophy course, or maybe higher level metaphysics classes. I think he would be a decent thesis supervisor at the graduate level (esp if he has his Nice Guy act on).

I also have headcanon'd him as someone who works either as a psychiatrist or a neurosurgeon (both are medical doctors, but with differing mental demands).

I see him as someone who genuinely enjoys people-watching. I can see him going to a cafe, order a cup of tea or coffee, a book he's reading, and just observe people. Yes, he may find humans/mortals/shinigami "weaker" than him, but he likes to observe people - it's why he became good at reading them in the first place!

I know I wrote a fic alluding to it, but I don't think Aizen gets jealous easily, unless it has to do with Urahara and MAYBE, and a big maybe, Shinji. I personally would have loved to see more interaction with the 3 of them either during the last arc, or TBTP, but I think Aizen has absolutely 0 patience for the two of them.

I suspect that some of Hiyori's pranks on Shinji were aided with Aizen during TBTP lol.

Thanks for asking!!

#aizen sousuke #bleach #sousuke aizen #aizen headcanon #bleach headcanon #answered #anonymous #asks #bleach asks #aizen sosuke #sosuke aizen #writings #bleach writings

[nums-bird]

My fav bleach headcanon is that Gin is alive.Like yeah we saw his dead body but denial is a river in Egypt IG.Rangiku saved him and took him to Urahara to get his torso fixed using reiatsu.Rangiku then hid him away so t hat the soul society doesn't execute him or lock him up.They are happy and married and idc what Kubo says or did, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED in my delusional world

#rangiku matsumoto #rangiku #gin #ginichimaru #rangiku x gin #bleach headcanon #GIN IS ALIVE IDC IDC #Kubo was using reverse psychology on us.Gin is alive and happily married to Rangiku #hc #headcanon #denial is a river in Egypt

[hollow-triad]

Nelliel’s Zanpakutō - Handle and Sheath

#FEF0F0, #F2E4F2, #D8C0D5, #B59CE6, #9C8AA8, #6E5BA1, #645275, #463751​

Hueco Mundo’s Triad: Grimmjow // Nelliel // Harribel

Headcanon: Light-Green Handle & Green Sheath

#my stuff #hmt palette #bleach #bleach nelliel #color palette #bleach headcanon

[brainbleached]

Rin Tsubokura is Homestuck fan. He has his own trollsona and he writes fanfiction. One day he will find out about AO3

#bleach headcanon #sfw #rin tsubokura #headcanon #bleach

[brittscafe]

Any headcanons of jealous Aizen? They can be nsfw or sfw 😁

Yes, of course! <3

The most jealous man of all time, obviously.

He literally hates whenever someone else who isn't him, gives you attention.

It's super easy to tell when he's jealous.

His glare pierces you from across the room, a cocky smirk is across his face, eyes dark and full of jealously.

Once he's had enough, he'll stalk over to you. Wrap an arm around your waist and pull you into his side, making it well know that you are his.

He'll smother you in kisses and have his hands all over you.

Your cheeks flush from the sudden affection.

Soon after, you decide to go back home.

As soon as Aizen closes the door behind you, his lips are on yours, hungry and passionate.

He's a little rough with you, pinning you against the wall, a hand wrapping around your throat.

He'll make you scream his name and repeat that you are his.

#aizen sosuke #aizen sosuke bleach #aizen sosuke x reader #aizen sosuke smut #bleach #bleachanime #bleach anime #bleach x reader #bleach x female reader #bleachichigo #bleach x y/n #bleach x you #bleach headcanons #bleach imagines #sosuke aizen smut #sosuke aizen #sosuke aizen x reader #bleach sosuke #aizen sousuke #bleach headcanon

[or0ch1maru]

18+, minors dni, size kink

His hands engulf your small frame. Thick fingers holding your sides tightly as he bounces you up and down on his cock. Your poor legs twitching and quivering from overuse. He thinks you look absolutely adorable like this, tears running down your red cheeks, head thrown back as orgasm after orgasm washes over you, your cute lil hands clawing at his chest, leaving marks that he’ll proudly show off. If he isn’t watching your expressions, his eyes are focused on the bulge in your tummy, his cock head repeatedly hitting your sweet spot. Letting out a deep groan himself as he notices the white ring that formed on the base of his cock.

“daddyyy, ‘s too big” you manage to whimper out. him picking you up, just to slam you back down. All you manage are broken whines, feeling like you’re being split in two

“heh, you can handle it baby.” He encourages, his pace and harshness only intensifying as he thrusts up, meeting the way he’s bouncing you. Another climax washes over you from the way he uses you as his own personal pocket pussy

“there ya’ go, cum f’ me again, know ya can”

TOJI, SUKUNA, Satoru, Suguru, KENPACHI, KAKUZU, HIDAN, Obito, Kisame, Shiu Kong, Jiraiya

#toji smut #toji fushiguru smut #sukuna smut #gojo satoru smut #satoru smut #geto suguru smut #suguru smut #kenpachi smut #kenpachi zaraki smut #kakuzu smut #hidan smut #obito smut #kisame smut #akatsuki smut #jjk smut #bleach smut #shiu kong #jjk shiu #jiraiya headcanons #jiraiya smut

[sunflowersandcherryblossoms]

Me, brainstorming with my son...

@mondengel2 @bothzangetsus

Thoughts?

#bleach #sosuke aizen #bleach headcanon

[muzansfangs]

Byakuya, Ichigo, and grimmjow finding f! Reader naked?

They accidentally see you naked.

Starring: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Ichigo Kurosaki x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, Ichigo is aged up and around his twenties, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, nipple play, implied sexual tension on previous encounters, f!reader, unprotected sex, horny thoughts, language, fluff, rough sex, biting, suggestive themes, mention to kidnapping in Grimmjow’s part, shower sex;

Plot: what happens when you are naked and they accidentally walk on you, catching a full glimpse of your bare body in all its glory? Hormones cannot always be contained.

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Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

Two weeks. You had been stuck in Las Noches for two weeks now. Not only you missed your family, your friends and your house, but you were frustrated over the fact that, apparently, you had been kidnapped only because you were Ichigo’s adoptive and older sister and Grimmjow wanted to irk his rival. Unfortunately for him, you had an attitude.

The day Grimmjow and Ulquiorra dragged you to Hueco Mundo, you were minding your business. It was such a serene night in Karakura Town and you had suggested to buy a cake in the nearby patisserie for enjoying a dessert with your friends. You had not even bothered wearing something nice. You were comfortable in your ripped jeans and sneakers. However, you knew that the t-shirt you were wearing could have drawn way too many glances. Therefore, you opted for wearing a jacket over it.

Obviously, you did not make it to the cake-shop. The sting on the side of your neck you suddenly felt as you crossed the road was a clear sign that someone had other plans for you. Your vision was blurry, but you could clearly discern the cheeky grin of the Espada that loathed your brother’s guts, as he stared down at you. The hot Espada, right. But that was a detail you were going to ignore for the time being.

You fainted several seconds after the impact, only to wake up in front of Aizen’s throne and find out to be the center of the attention of Hollows around you. The show was about to begin, though. As you started yelling at everyone how much you wished they all could explode like balloons in front of your eyes, Aizen simply ordered to give you a uniform and elegantly left the room. That decision was the cherry on top. Ulquiorra did not waste any precious time and handed you a white dress that matched the style of this ‘group of terrorists’, as you kept on calling them, but you scoffed and refused to wear it.

Grimmjow was not having it and thought and trying to unzip your jacket was a good idea. As you swatted his hands away, you had to eventually give up when he pinned your wrists above your head, as your back was pressed against the wall. The sneaky grin on his face, though, dropped as soon as the blue words printed on your white t-shirt came to his vision.

‘Blowjobs are jobs too’.

Your cheeks flushed up and Grimmjow let go of you in shock. But from that day he started to see you under a different light. You had always been pretty and he hated to admit how many times he had found himself fantasizing about how his hands could perfectly squeeze your ass as you bounced up and down on his shaft. He could not control himself and his lust for you grew with every argument you had.

The fact that you were a Kurosaki, even if you did not share Ichigo’s blood, made the whole deed even better. What a way to get back at his rival, if he could dig his claws into your flesh.

On the other hand, you were not indifferent to Grimmjow’s sharp features and abs. You hated to admit that he literally was your type and that you had wet dreams about him more than once. Getting to see him everyday in Las Noches was now driving you mad. You were glad Aizen had at least given you a chamber with a private bathroom. You had to admit that you allowed your mind to wonder and your hand to wander under the shower. His sharp canines, they did numbers on your mind and wished you could feel the way they grazed over your jugular. Just once, no one had to know about that.

Now, you easily got bored in the huge castle you were stuck in. You therefore asked Aizen if you could paint some parts of the walls in the hall that had cracked throughout the time. The stoic man had hesitantly agreed and now you were trying to keep yourself busy by painting over the ruined portions of walls in front of you. You were trying to balance yourself on the wooden ladder set against the wall, with a bucket of white paint in your hand and the brush in the other.

You knew you should have asked Ulquiorra to watch over you, but you were confident about your skills. Additionally, you had probably underestimated the presence of Grimmjow a few feet away from you.

“Tsk, what the hell are you doing up there? Do you want to break your neck?” his hoarse voice pierced your ears, making you roll your eyes in annoyance. There he was, ready to taunt you.

You sighed and tried to keep your balance as you gave him a flat reply, your tone almost apathetic at this point “Why do you care? Mind your business”.

Grimmjow cocked his head to the side, his trademark smirk plastered over his face as her let his eyes scrutinize the way the tight skirt of your dress emphasized the curve of ass. A delicious meal for him.

“Nah, if you die, I’d lose my plaything. Come on, let me help you” he teased you, hoping to get a reaction from you.

Oh, boy, he definitely did.

Your upper lip twitched, your grip on the brush tightening significantly as you tried not to slip from the creaking rung of that stupid ladder “Excuse me?!” you practically hissed, dipping your head down to glare at him.

Grimmjow grinned and arched his eyebrow at you “You heard me. Get your ass down here, plaything”.

You knew you should have asked Ulquiorra to help you and now, as you scoffed in indignation, ready to fire back an insult at him, you realized that you were screwed up. You never got to yell at Grimmjow, no. A strained scream left your mouth, as the sound of the thin wooden plank under your feet snapping pierced your ears. You did not see that coming for sure and so you fell. Loosening your grip on the brush and the bucket, you squeezed your eyes shut for inevitable impact with the floor. An impact that neve came as you felt two strong arms embrace you and yank you towards a toned chest.

You hesitantly opened your eyes, mouth slightly agape as you tried to steady your breath, when the bucket ended up pouring its content all over you two. You would have loved to to thank Grimmjow, but the first you did as you felt the paint stick on your hair, naked portions of skin and dress was cussing.

“Fuck!” you groaned, as Grimmjow snorted too and let you back down on the floor. Obviously, he had been a victim of the falling bucket as well. Some paint covered his messy hair and part of his chest and uniform.

Seeing him like this, in addition to the fact that he had saved your life, made you crack up a smile and shake your head softly. You two were a mess.

“Don’t you fucking dare to say anything! Let’s get this shitty paint off of us before it dries!” he grumbled, wrapping his hand around your wrist and marching towards your room. You quirked your eyebrows up, wondering why he was leading you back to your room. You did not have spare clothes for him, just a bathroom and, if he thought you were going to strip in front of him, he was clearly wrong.

As he opened the door of your room and let you in, he took off his jacket and threw it on the floor, his hands already reaching down to unbuckle his belt, as you finally squealed out in shock and turned your back at him.

“Grimmjow, what the hell are you doing! Don’t you dare undress in front of me!” you quipped, clasping your hand over your mouth. That was so embarrassing and you could feel cold sweat collecting in the back of your neck.

“What’s up now? Never seen a cock?” he sassed, dropping his pants down and walking to the bathroom naked. Your blood ran cold and you did your best not to turn around. He had never acted like that. This time you found yourself speechless and you could not even send him to hell.

As you heard him turn the shower on, you sighed and grabbed a towel from a drawer. You hastily undress yourself and wrapped the pink item around your naked body. You waited for him to get out ot the shower, confident that he had not seen a single glimpse of your body. But you were wrong.

The panther boy accidentally saw your naked ass through the mirror in your bathroom. The open door had granted it the full view of the bedroom and now he was practically growling in the cubicle with a painful boner. No, it was enough. This time you were going to take care of the problem you had caused.

Grimmjow stormed out of the bathroom, not caring about covering himself and making you gawk at the scenery before your eyes. He tugged your towel away and kissed you passionately, not giving you time to process what is was happening. You barely did, in fact. Your brain slowly started to process what your own body was doing, when you found yourself into the shower with Grimmjow’s fingere buried into your core.

You wanted him. You wanted him so badly and as he bit onto the crook of your neck, thrusting his fingers into you, you moaned softly and closed your eyes in bliss.

“What happens in Las Noches stays in Las Noches” he purred in your ear, only to receive your sassy reply.

“It was Las Vegas, you ignorant cat” you breathed out, before he involved you into a fervent kiss that made your inner walls clench around his fingers.

‘Sorry Ichigo. I could not resist’ was your last thought before you reached your climax.

Ichigo Kurosaki.

Being Urahara’s adoptive daughter was a privilege. Life was great, really, but since your father had started training Ichigo Kurosaki and his friends things were messy. You had no time to rest and practically zero privacy. Your house and shop had been opened to Soul Reapers and humans, coming over to ask for help at any hour of the day. Including night, obviously.

Despite that, you had bonded with the entire group of ‘heroes wannabe’, as you teasingly addressed them.

Yet, there was one out of them that had caught your eye and it was not just for his appearence. Ichigo Kurosaki, the invincible guy that had rescued Rukia Kuchiki and was now trying to take down Aizen, was living rent free in your mind. More than once, while you watched your father teach him new strategies and help him improve his skills, you had found yourself staring intently at the way his muscular arms flexed every time he unsheathed his sword.

You had carved in your mind the way his t-shirt emphasized the outline of his abs and you had to avert your eyes from him, when droplets of sweat made his body glisten. Your mind was wild, you imagined too many things for your own good.

You often laid in your bed, eyes closed, back arching for waves of pleasure, at the thought of his sweaty face hovering over yours as he thrusted into you. You wanted him, you wanted him more than anything else on this Earth. You wished to see the sweat beading his forehead up close, you wanted that sweat to scream your name. Things were heated, whenever your father ordered you to help him train.

A hand to hand fight was probably going to be the cause of your death, one day or another. Sometimes, as you fought, you ended up rolling onto the ground. His hot body against yours and those flames blazing in his eyes got you weak on your knees.

Once, you had ended up topping him. Your hand way laying flat onto his chest, as you straddled him. You were both sweaty, panting, your clothed intimacies pressed down against one another. In that very moment, as you tried to stand up and shifted your position, he groaned softly. You did not fail to notice the way his cheeks flushed, or feel how something was twitching underneath the fabric of his trousers.

That had happened a week ago and, since then, you were avoiding meeting him around your father’s shop. You were too embarrassed at the thought that you had practically felt his boner like that.

Now, that infamous morning, you were relaxing a bit into the bathtub. Urahara and the others had left for taking care of some business out of town and you had to watch over the shop while they were gone. However, you were too tired and stressed out to deny yourself some self-indulgent pleasure.

Some bubbles were floating in the air as you let the warm water and soap envelope your naked frame and you did not hear at all the door of the bathroom creak open. When you heard your phone buzz, you raised up in the tub, your naked back and ass in full display as you reached for your device.

But Ichigo’s eyes, oh dear, they went wide as he ended up toppling over a vase, as he stumbled into the bathroom. You were a vision, the emblem of perfection, and he clasped his hand over his mouth in shock, as the sound of the object shattering on the floor made you both flinch.

“Shit, I’m so sorry!” he fretted, panicking as he tried to cover his eyes.

You, on the other hand, had dropped your phone on the floor too and had hastily slided back into the tub to hide your naked form from him. It was such a pleasurable nightmare!

“Ichigo! What the hell are you doing here?!” you blurted out, hoping a supermassive black hole could suck you in right on the spot.

“I was searching for Urahara!” he defended himself, turning his back at you and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

“In the bathroom?!”.

“Oh shut up! I needed to use the bathroom too!” he snapped back, not knowing what to say anymore.

There was no way out from the carousel of shame and awkwardness, therefore you took the matter in your hands and quickly grasped a towel, hopping out of the shower and wrapping it around your body. You needed to get out of there as soon as possible.

As your shoulder brushed against his, though, Ichigo squeezed his eyes shut for a second before pinning you against the wall and kissing you out of the blue. You inhaled sharply, not expecting it, but, as soon as you collected yourself from the shock, you kissed him back and tangled your fingers through his spiky orange hair.

It was a kiss full of hunger, just like his hand, slipping underneath your towel and searching for your folds. You moaned softly against his lips, raving into the longed sensation you were finally experiencing.

“Let’s hope your father doesn’t come home earlier now” he rasped, plunging his fingers into your core as you lolled your head back against the wall in pleasure.

“If he does, I’ll tell Aizen how to fucking use that stupid device at his full potential” you joked, smiling against his lips.

Thinking about it now, you were so glad your father had messed up your lives with Ichigo’s group of friends.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

Drenched in sweat, you were running up to the Kuchiki Estate. Training under the scorching sun for hours had truly drained you. Yet, you were determined to get stronger and help to fight Aizen and his crew of Arrancar. When Rukia had suggested to Orihime to visit the Soul Society and spend some days together to hone her abilities, you had decided to join them.

It was your chance to put yourself to the test and, actually, even an excuse to see the new friends you had made in the Seireitei. However, you had to be honest to yourself and admit that there was one special person you wanted to see again. You had hated his guts, when you first met. It was a miracle that he had not slashed your chest open too when you tried to prevent Rukia’s return to the Soul Society. Yet, things had changed.

Byakuya Kuchiki was not only a cold-hearted, stoic and sophisticated man. He was much more than that and you had started to see it too.

He was not much of a talker, but he was handsome as hell and he had even offered you his help in trying to become a better Sobstitute Shinigami. You naturally found it odd, but you were in no position to refuse his help. However, the recent events had forced you to part ways again and you had missed him too much not to come back to the Soul Society and see him again.

Throughout your permanence, Rukia was allowing you to sleep over at the Kuchiki Estate but, much to your dismay, you never crossed paths with him. Not even once. It was horribly ironic, but you were partially glad he could not hear your soft moans in the dead of the night, when you touched yourself thinking about him and how his hands rested on your hips when he adjusted your position during a training session.

You missed his touch, his cologne, the way his chest grazed over your head when you were that close. Whenever he scolded you for being too distracted, you had to bite on your tongue not to blurt out that it was his fault. Your close proximity truly made your grip on your katana falter. He was messing with your head in a way you could not fully comprehend and you wondered if he was conscious of the way he affected you.

Now, as you stormed into the room Rukia let you sleep in, you quickly started taking off your uniform. You craved a shower and some fresh clothes more than anything right now. You dropped your pants to the floor and you quickly took off your shirt as well, as you already imagined the way the hot water would have made your aching muscles relax.

But as you finally reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, someone had returned to his Estate. His feather-like steps could not be heard at all and you simply discarded your bra too, sighing in relief as your breasts were free from any restriction. You were still humming in satisfaction with your eyes closed, when the door of your room slided up and a gasp of shock left Byakuya’s lips.

He was for some reason unable to move, his eyes locked on the curve of your breasts, staring at your nipples as if he was admiring some greek statute of a goddess. He cursed himself for his lack of decency and he felt mortified as you opened back your eyes and you met his gaze.

“Byakuya!” you squeaked out, cheeks heating up in shame as you grasped your shirt anf tried to cover your upper body from his eyes. Honestly, you had never felt that ashamed in your whole life.

The Captain of the Sixth Division cleared his throat and averted his eyes from you, his body clearly reacting to the vision he had just been blessed with. He could not pretend he had not seen you like that and, obviously, you would have never forgotten such an indecent accident. There were plenty of things he could say, but just one thing he wanted to do.

He slowly darted his eyes back on your frame, his lips slightly parted as he walked up to you. With every step he took towards you, your heart skipped a beat and your legs quivered. You could not read his mind, but his body language was pretty clear at this point.

His hand gently grasped your wrist, inviting you to loosen your grip on the shirt impeding him to admire your chest and, under the spell of his touch, you obliged his request. As the item fell at your feet, Byakuya grasped your chin and made sure you kept the eye-contact with him as he gently captured your lips with his ones.

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as, standing on your toes to reach his lips better, you returned the kiss with equal hunger and gentleness. His hands, however, were already exploring your body.

The Captain definitely knew what he was doing as he took your nipple between his index and thumb, pinching it softly and massaging it with a mastery of a man that had been married and knew how to please a woman.

As the first moans were elicited from you, Byakuya stroked your cheek with his free hand and let you lay down on the futon underneath him “Please, allow me to have you. I promise I’ll make sure you are comfortable with me” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.

And that, my dear, was an oath he stack up to through the rest of the evening.

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Rating: General

Warning: Anxiety over how the other person feels, slight scolding, crying;; not proof read

Summary: Reader goes to his house to see him after so long, but begins to doubt whether it's a good idea when about to knock.

Pairings: None directly, good friendship between reader and Isshin (could be taken as romantic feelings)

You held your hand up to knock on the door, but just before impact... You hesitated. Would he want to see you again after all these years? You'd thought about visiting countless times, but always decided it was better not to. He had a family now, right? That should be his priority...

It was all you could do to keep yourself from immediately turning and leaving, fearing what might happen when you finally do gather the courage to knock. Would he be happy? Mad? Sad? Had he wanted you to visit as much as you did? Perhaps he hadn't even thought of you in all these years...

A soft sigh finally escaped past your lips, arm dropping and gaze going down to the ground. There was no reason to be here, you'd tell yourself... He's happy now, you showing up would only complicate that... You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

As you had finally prepared yourself to leave, you heard the door open and someone call out your name questioningly. Your eyes snapped open wide, recognizing the male's voice. How could you ever forget it? He was someone important in your life...

"I-I know... You have a family and all of this going on, but... I uh, just... Wanted to see you-" you stammered out as an apology, cut off by being pulled into a big bear hug.

Your brain was working overtime to figure out what was going on, eyes dazed and heart racing. You were so sure he wouldn't want to see you, but here he was... Hugging you like no time had passed.

"I've missed you! You should've come by to visit sooner!" He practically shouted at you, pulling back and frowning. "What're you apologizing for?! I told you to visit whenever and I meant whenever!!!" he was quick to scold, roughly messing up your hair.

"But... Your family... The girls... Ichigo-"

"Ah, shut up! You're just as important to me! And I bet they'd love to meet you," he started off annoyed before his tone softened dramatically. "You really should ask... before you assume you're going to annoy someone. I've really missed you, you big dummy."

The way he scolded you and yet comforted you made all the emotions you'd been holding back just flow out. Tears fell from your eyes as soft sobs came out, attempting to apologize but struggling to get full words out. He had missed you just as much as you had missed him... And if you'd let yourself see him sooner, it wouldn't hurt this bad.

"C'mon... Let's get you something warm to drink, 'kay? You can stay over as long as you like," he rubbed your back, gently leading you into his home.

"thank you," you managed to get out, running your eyes.

"Don't mention it," Isshin grinned, sitting you down on the couch and wrapping you up with a blanket.

Today was going to be a good one.

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