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muzansfangs · 2 months

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How they eat you out.

Starring: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Shinji Hirako x f!reader; Isshin Kurosaki x f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dirty talk, overstimulation, shibari, vaginal fingering, oral sex (reader!receiving), daddy kink, marking the partner, hair pulling, praise kink, possessiviness, pussy slapping, edging, orgasm denial, dom!Grimmjow, dom!Shinji, dom!Isshin, small age gap between Isshin and the reader, sub!reader;

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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Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

This man is a menace. A predator, he is keen to devour you messily, obviously. When he eats you out, Grimmjow makes you feel like a hapless antelope chased down the savanna by a leopard, caged in his chokehold, quite literally. His nails felt like claws digging onto your thighs to keep you in place at his mercy. In his shimmering piercing blue eyes, you did not fail to recognize the panther living inside of him. Grimmjow was a wild animal, you had to deal with it.

When he feasted on you, he always did it as if he was a starving man. He lapped, groaned, manhandled you to accomodate you in a position he enjoyed the most in that very moment and he even slapped your pussy, if you dared to protest.

Albeit he could be rough, though, he would have never hurt you.

Grimmjow was not a man prone to pour his heart out in tear-jerker love confessions. After telling you he liked you, he meant it and confined himself to territorial gestures and passionate nights of lust and love. His ownership over you was already established, yet he loved to remind you of how deeply he cared about you and your ultimate pleasure by spending hours with his face buried between your legs.

He could never get enough of you, of your taste, of the way you writhed beneath the licks he gave you. His tongue lapped at your core non-stop, his feline eyes scrutinizing in delight the way your face scrunched up, as he made you navigate the different seas of lust and pleasure.

As you laid on your back, his hands keeping your legs spread in front of his face, his mouth worked on your pussy to make sure not a single inch of your flesh was left untouched. You could swear you had even heard him growl as you bucked your hips up erratically. As a reflex, your knees spasmed and you attempted to close your legs. Wrong choice. Terrible accident.

“Keep your fucking legs like that, woman” he rasped out, forcing them back down as he shot you a resentful glare through his lashes.

You whimpered, hands covering your face in dispair as you panted “G–Grimmjow, baby, I’m sorry! It’s too much…” you gingerly whined, only to hear him snort and flick his tongue over your sensitive clit as a delectable form of punishment.

“You better be sorry. Look at you, soaking wet, and trying to rob me of my meal. Stop bitching around” he chided you, making you gawk as your hand reached out to grasp a pillow and you playfully hit him with it over his head.

This was such a natural course of events for you two. Moments of domestic tenderness and play time paired up with steamy activities. Maybe, deep down, you had truly tamed him!

Grimmjow groaned and slapped your folds as a payback, making you regret having chuckled at him and his dumbfounded expression the moment the fluffy pillow had landed on his face. Had you, by any chance, forgotten who was in charge? The audacity of acting like an alpha, when he was supposed to be the one, at least in bed, was surely going too far.

“You little pest, you know what? I’m done tongue-fucking you. On your hands and knees, now” the blue-haired former Espada ordered you, standing back up and unbuckling his belt right before your now rounded eyes.

Oh, well, your little stunts always led to him sheathing himself deep into you and hours spent in sitting down with a certain discomfort. Little did he know you always tried to piss him off to get pinned down like that and, honestly, he did not feel like complaining.

Not when he could mark you down over and over again.

Shinji Hirako.

Your boyfriend and his unhealthy, enervating, obnoxious obsession for doing things in unconventional ways had repercussions on sex too at times. While it was always an enjoyable experience, there were days it could lead you to insanity. Shinji loved to vary. You surely could not say sex with him was static, basic. On the contrary, it was appallingly turbolent. Along with loving to give you oral, Shinji literally put you in every possible position humanly practicable.

Upside down, preferably.

Dangling from the ceiling, ropes meticulously tying your limbs, you whimpered at the feeling of Shinji’s pierced tongue flicking your bundle of nerves. Your body shrieked, jaw going slack as your eyes fluttered closed to enjoy the sensation to its fullest. His sarcastic and infuriatingly childish attitude were reflected by his actions. He was born to tease you, to break you down piece by piece, until you were nothing but a whining mass of sweat and pleas.

“Your hole clenching around nothing is calling me, babe. Can you hear it whisper to me? Atta girl, you’re doing so fuckin’ good for me” your boyfriend crooned, his lips still hovering over your dripping sex, amber eyes drifting down your body until he made eye-contact with you.

Arching your back, a breathy moan ripped from your throat, your movements restricted by the ropes amplifying your perception to the maximum level “Shinji! Baby, please, just … Just add a finger, I can’t do this anymore” you begged him, teary eyes meeting his cunning ones, through your eyelashes.

Honestly, you had lost count of how many times he had brought you close to the edge only to let you down on the verge of your orgasm. He loved watching you bewailing, wiggling around, when all you could do was begging him to just finish you off. It was satisfying, amusing even.

“Damn, this greedy pussy’s so hungry for me. Have you heard her, babe? She wants a finger to fill her up! Fine, fine, I think it’s time to feed her. Brace yourself” Shinji casually chimed them, eyeing you amusedly with his characteristic shit-eating grin plastered over his face.

He was overly sassy, when it came down to you and your presumably pathetic antics. Testing your endurance, your patience, your self-control were delectable activities he loved to involve in your intercourses. His divious ways of unraveling you piece by piece, watching you unfold before his sharp eyes radiated a very much unparalleled sadistic aura you had never seen in anyone else before him.

The moment he glided his finger down your slit, temporizing for a little longer around your opening, before finally burying his finger into you, made you almost sob in need. Eyes squeezed shut, you shrieked, foreteeth sinking onto your lower lip almost causing it to bleed. It was still not enough, you needed more, you needed him.

Your feeble protests did not go unnoticed, though, and your partner was kind of feeling guilty for having edged you for so long. He sighed, ducking his face back down to your heat, darting his tongue out to swirl it over your clitoris. Adding a second finger, he began to scissor them into you at a fast tempo, the silver sphere on his tongue stimulating you in the right spots.

“Shinji! Babe, I’m— Shit!” you cried out in ecstasy, the pleasure coiling on your lower abdomen making it hard for you to stammer out a sensible speech.

Out of your head, breathless, knackered, you arched your spine and the sound of your strained moan eachoed through the walls of your empty flat. Finally, he had let you reach your pined climax. Chin glistening, coated by your juices, Shinji took a step back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

That smug smile of his never ceased to make butterflies flutter in your stomach.

“Your pussy has such ‘a foul mouth’, when I eat her out. Yer should tell her to behave, damn it” he jested, earning a tired eye-roll from your behalf. Asking him to keep his attitude on check was the equivalent of talking to a wall.

“Untie me now, Hikaro Shinji. Or I will be delighted to show you how foul my mouth can really be” you countered back, only for him to snicker and begin to loosen up the ropes restraining your limbs.

After all, you were both far from being done and you were sure as hell not going to let his tantrum slide that easily.

Isshin Kurosaki.

The things this man would do for you go beyond your fervid imagination. He is not a boy, he is a man, husband material to be precise. Isshin knows how to please a woman and, according to him, the best part about giving you pleasure and incommensurable bliss is watching you unfold before his adoring eyes. One thing about him: you are his queen and priority. He would literally neglect his own urges and needs to take care or yours.

“I think I will skip the dessert tonight” Isshin announced, wiping his mouth with a napkin, eying you through his dark eyelashes from the other side of the table.

You knew exactly what he meant by that and you unconsciously found yourself pressing your thighs together under the table.

“You skip the dessert, but maybe you have had too much wine” you teased him back, albeit you played along his goofy game of seduction and shot a coquettish gaze towards him.

Isshin grinned and stood up, stretching his arms over his head, before he circled the table and stopped right next to you. His eyes devoured you, as he dragged your chair along the floor, parting you from the table with ease. He always made you feel as light as a feather, his strength something he was so proud of.

Cocking your head to the side questioningly, you flicked your gaze up to him “What are you up to now?” you inquired, watching the way he dropped to his knees right in front of you. He had insisted for you to wear that dress all day long and now you could finally see why he had been a literal pest.

His hands carefully hiked up the flowy skirt of your dress, his smile widening as you did not hesitate to be collaborative and hold it up in your hands while be settled his hands on each of your rotula, cupping it and pushing your legs apart for him. When he went down on you, Isshin never put you through too much trouble. He specifically asked you to simply enjoy the experience and pull at his hair. He spoiled you, he lavished you.

His hot breath fanning your clothed sex made you suck in a breath and he leisurely tugged the hem of your panties to the side to expose your folds to his longing eyes.

“Hush, baby, let daddy enjoy his well-deserved dessert, alright? I need it so badly, baby. It’s been so long since I did it” he dramatized the situation, eliciting a chuckle from you as his tongue tickled your clit.

“But, daddy, you did it yesterday morning on your desk! – you pointed out, lolling your head back as you securely tangled your fingers between his hair, tugging at them gently – Was it not enough?” you asked him, hips bucking up unintentionally and pulling a husky grunt out of him.

Enough? Of course it was not enough. This man loved nipping, lapping and sucking your pussy dry. He needed to do it, at least, twice a day.

Before his tongue could finally dive into your wet cavern, he knitted his eyebrows together, scoffing “That’s offensive. You left me starving, darling. Let daddy be happy, please, be a good girl” he pleaded you, his mouth leaving a sloppy kiss over your pubes before his tongue made you see stars.

Keeping it low with him was impossible. Either you laughed out loud, or you let out pornographic screams of pleasure hard not to hear down the streets.

Especially, when he left the window open for letting people covet what was rightfully his.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! I’m so glad I have finally completed this series! Maybe, one day, when my requests will be opened again, I will add other characters too but as for now let’s just enjoy these ones. As per usual, your support means a lot! Thanks for having read this piece and I hope you’ve drawn enough enjoyment to simp for those folks. Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated! Also, writing for Isshin has been hell on Earth, help🥹

Until next,

x o x o

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dreadsuitsamus · 18 days

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Daddy's Little Secret | Isshin Kurosaki x Reader |

part two

author's note: this idea has been in my head for a good while now, and i've finally decided to write it! there won't be much of a story in this, as i plan each chapter to be a sexual encounter between isshin and reader

pairing: isshin kurosaki x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, no explicit smut but it is sexual and suggestive, masturbation, voyeurism, age gap, reader is a few years older than ichigo

“Are you sure this is okay, Ichigo?” You murmur as he leads you up the pathway of his home, the younger man carrying your bags for you. “I don't wanna just barge in… You haven't even asked your dad if it's cool—”

“Dad’s not gonna care.” Ichigo shakes his head. “He'd rather you stay on our couch than in your car on the street. It's okay. Just trust me.”

Sighing, you follow your friend inside and slip your shoes off politely. Your housing situation has hit a bit of a snag and you're officially, though hopefully temporarily, homeless. Ichigo's to the rescue as always, however, and was quick to give you a warm helping hand, just as he was when you first met him. Being a bartender is wonderful, but the drawbacks such as rowdy, creepy drunks tend to call for more forceful measures than your best holler can provide. Luckily for you, Ichigo has a helluva right hook and you've been friends ever since!

Setting your bags down, Ichigo starts a quick tour of the house. You've met his family before, as the bar you work for is also a restaurant, but you've never been to the Kurosaki household. It's surprisingly well-put together despite the chaotic relationship of Ichigo and his father, though it's likely due to Ichigo's younger sisters, if you had to guess.

“My dad's not home yet, but he should be here soon with my sisters.” Ichigo murmurs as he grabs some linens from the hall closet; tonight the couch will have to do for him, as he's a gentleman and will absolutely give up his room for you, but he'll arrange to stay with his sweet girl Orihime for a little while starting tomorrow. He's not looking forward to it: how his father naps on that lumpy, uncomfortable old couch so easily is a mystery!

“Thank you, Ichigo.” You murmur softly. “I'll try to get out of your hair soon.”

Your friend merely waves a hand and sets the sheet and blankets on the arm of the couch before grabbing the remote and turning the television on. The mind-numbing cartoon isn't performing for you, however, as your heart thrums in anticipation. Ichigo's father, Isshin Kurosaki, doesn't seem like he'd mind your presence, but the worry remains. You know you'd certainly have some feelings about such an unexpected guest!

Your poor heart nearly pops when the sound of voices at the front door get louder upon entry, and Ichigo stands to meet his family, lest his father say or do something embarrassing before you've even been announced. Yuzu rushes to her older brother's arms as Karin spots you, perking a thin brow. Ichigo doesn't tend to bring friends home, especially not since he started college.

“What's up?” She cuts her eyes to her older brother, and Ichigo explains more to Isshin, who is oddly quiet, rather than Karin.

“She needs a place to stay for a little while.”

Isshin nods, turning to look at you. He's as handsome as ever, his stubble grown out a tad more than it was the last time you'd seen him at the bar, and his smile is gorgeous and polite, though you can't escape the feeling of it being more muted than you're used to. “Stay as long as you need to. Any friend of Ichigo's is always welcome here.”

“Thank you, sir.” Your cheeks warm, relief washing down your shoulders. Gazing at your wrist to check the time, you sigh softly. “I’ve got to get ready for my shift tonight.”

“I'll walk you to your car.” Ichigo offers, and waits patiently as you wash up and change into your uniform. Isshin settles onto the couch beside his only son, thumbing at the stack of linens to be used for his temporary bed tonight.

“You know I don't mind taking in your friend.” He starts, voice low in the event you come downstairs and overhear him. “I just would've appreciated a heads up.” Unsaid is that he would've used that advance notice to fix his hair up before you saw him, and perhaps undone a button or two on his shirt.

“Sorry, Dad.” Ichigo murmurs. “Her roommate dropped the bomb on her last night that she had to leave. We spent all day moving her things to a storage unit.”

Isshin rubs at his chin, gently tugging at the bit of stubble. He's gotta shave tonight, he thinks. “You givin’ your room up?”

“Yeah.”

Isshin claps his hand on his son's shoulder. He's raised a good man, one that he's incredibly proud of! He squeezes for a brief moment before pulling away just as you come downstairs, dressed in your simple work uniform. High-waisted jeans and a t-shirt with the bar’s name splashed over the front and tucked into your waistband make for a pretty sight, especially with the low cut that provides Isshin with a hearty eyeful of cleavage. It's what deters him from visiting your bar more often; his daughters don't need to see how much their pervy father longs to faceplant in between your breasts.

Ichigo and his father stand and your eyes flit to gaze at the older man. “I’ll be back around 2:30. I'll be quiet, I promise!”

“You couldn't wake Dad if you tried.” Ichigo deadpans. Isshin's cheeks warm at your giggles, and he tackles Ichigo to the ground. Embarrassing his own father right in front of an absolute babe??? Unforgivable!

“Dad, come on!” Karin shouts, scrambling to intervene now. With a guest over??? Her dad has lost his mind!

Grinning softly at the madness, Karin having been sucked into the wrestling while Yuzu rushes in with a broom to smack at them all, the heels of your boots click on the hardwood as you head for the door. Your stay here certainly won't be dull!

With a sigh, you tiredly park your car outside of the Kurosaki home. Work was rough, and nothing sounds more wonderful than a hot shower and some rest, and maybe even a sandwich if you can stay awake long enough.

You're met at the door by Isshin, who presses a gentle finger over his lips as the sounds of Ichigo's snores ring out. Laughing softly as the older man winks, you slip your boots off at the door. “You're up pretty late.”

“Insomnia.” Isshin shrugs casually and follows you up the stairs, shamelessly staring at your ass the whole way up. “Heard your car pull up. Wanted to make sure you got in safely.”

“Ah.” At the top of the landing, you pause for a moment with Isshin just across from you, his henley and plaid pajama pant combo somehow striking. Perhaps batting your lashes more than you should be at a friend's father, you lick your lips, teeth slowly dragging along the flesh of your bottom lip. “Thank you, Mr. Kurosaki.”

“Isshin. After hours, anyway.” He tucks his hands in his pockets with a shrug, perking a brow at the embarrassing admission from your stomach. “Hungry, hm?”

Cheeks fiery and the tip of your nose and ears burning, you duck your head. “Mm… A little. Ichigo and I had some lunch earlier, but that's all I had to eat. Besides a few fries at the bar, anyway.” And an iced coffee to start the morning!

Isshin shakes his head. “Girl dinner.” He grumbles with a scoff and an eye roll— he's treated too many women that hardly eat at all and then complain about headaches! Turning to start back down the steps, Isshin waves a hand. “I’ll warm up the dinner leftovers.”

Covering your mouth to hide a giggle, you venture into Ichigo's bedroom and rifle around your messily packed suitcases for a fresh pair of panties and pajamas. Exhaustion weighs down your bones and a big yawn leaves you damn near spent, though you power through enough to grab a thong and a tank top to get you through the night. Everyone should be out of the house by the time you wake up to start your day, so the worries of anyone catching a peek of your cheeks don't settle.

Rubbing your tired eyes as the shower warms, you sigh with pleasure as the hot water spreads and soothes the ache between your shoulders. Life has been nothing but stressful lately, this recent move only the cherry on top the shitshow mountain. College is hard, work is unfulfilling and the tip money only barely covers the bills, and your sex life has tanked.

Thinking about sex as you run the soapy washcloth over your breasts probably isn't the best idea, but it doesn't stop your other hand from the pinches and tugs of your nipples to relieve some of the pressure. Leaning against the shower wall, your teeth dip into your lip as your fingers do a bit of walking. It's nothing but a tease, a shallow dipping of your fingers to feel the wetness gathering between your folds. A few soft, breathy gasps pass beyond the thin curtain that veils you, but the man with perceptive brown eyes in the hall pushes the door open just a tad wider than you'd left it to peer into that gap.

Isshin smirks softly, licking his lip as he watches you touch yourself. He's wanted a piece of you since he first saw you, as forbidden of an idea as that is. You're his son's friend! He can't. Even if you wanted to, and he thinks you do, it can't happen. That's a line he can't cross… He's too old for you, anyway.

Though as he watches you slowly rub your clit and toy with your breasts, he's sure that this old dog could show you the best night of your life. With a wistful sigh and a firm squeeze to his cock, Isshin heads downstairs before he's caught perving and fixes your plate of dinner properly.

Biting your lip through a grin, you're quickly out of the shower and drying off before Isshin's back upstairs. Of course that old man's the type to peep in on a young woman's shower! You laid the trap and he walked right into it— what a typical doofus of a man.

You've just slipped into your thong when you hear Isshin moving upstairs again, and you purposely ditch the tank top in favor of looping the towel over your shoulders, your breasts just barely covered by the blue cotton as Isshin turns the corner with a warm plate of food in hand and heads for Ichigo's bedroom.

Two gentle taps of his knuckle on the bedroom door are all you get before he's letting himself in, and for a moment he falters at the sight of you. He really should have taken that melatonin tonight… You're before him in a skimpy thong with only a teeny tiny towel over your breasts, and he has to act like he's fine. Like he's not ready to pounce and pound you into pure oblivion. He can't.

This being a father thing is so damn difficult!

Finding the pause cute and the dumb look on Isshin's face even cuter, you smirk gently and approach him with a swish in your hips. His Adam's apple bobs when you're so close to him he can see the few beads of water on your collarbone, and fuck he wants to lick them away and leave a bite or two…

“Something on your mind?” You practically purr at him, and aren't you just awful! Flirting with your friend's father, the one with a dead wife and three kids he's had to raise by his lonely…

Carefully, the man licks his lips and forces himself to look you in the eye, and frankly he's not sure if that pretty face is making his little problem in his pants any better. “No.”

Reaching up, the backs of your fingers gently graze over the side of his face. “That's a shame… Would've loved to hear all about it. I'm sure you've got some… Interesting ideals.”

A growl forms at the back of Isshin's throat, low and deep and the glint in your eye at the sound just makes him want to tug that towel off and—

Well, now you've gone and done that part for him.

Dropping the towel to the floor, you rub Isshin's jaw, his beard noticeably trimmed down to the way he usually likes it. “You shaved. It looks nice.”

“Just nice?” Isshin sets the plate on the desk, his fingers itching to touch your supple skin as he loops them around the thin bands of your thong, his thumbs rubbing the silky fabric. “Not sexy? Ravishing, even? How about a place you'd like to sit?”

A chuckle bubbles in your chest alongside the fireworks going off inside. The door's wide open and it's three in the morning, any of his kids are liable to get up and use the bathroom at any time! Pressing your hands to his chest, you find him firmer than you thought he'd be. “What makes you think I need something like that from you?”

Isshin clicks his tongue, snapping your thong against your skin as you softly push him away. “My bad for assuming. I just thought with, you know, the way you touched yourself in the shower that you've been a bit pent up.” With a wink and a shit-eating grin, Isshin's closing the door behind him and heading back to his bedroom.

Goosebumps litter your body, and that sly little smile doesn't leave your lips even after you've finished eating and settle in for bed. It's been one night and you've already nearly fucked your friend's father— it's not a matter of if now. Just when.

And will you be able to hide it from Ichigo?

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brittscafe · 1 year

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Could we see a "reaction to finding you asleep" for the rest of the 13 court guard captains? 👀

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Jushiro: He honestly melts inside when he walks into your shared bedroom and you're curled up with his pillow, fast asleep. Jushiro will make sure that the covers are over you and he places a soft kiss on your lips.

If he has time, he'll usually cuddle you in his arms.

Shunsui: A smirk tugs on his face as you're laying on top of him and he notices that you've gone quiet and fallen asleep on him. He'll run his fingers through your hair and stays perfectly still.

He wouldn't dare to move an inch or let anybody disturb you in this state.

Shinji: At first, he definitely thinks about waking you up with a cruel joke, but he decides not to. His eyes rake over you asleep in his white captain's cape and his heart just melts.

He lets out a tiny scoff and walks over to you. Your fingers are wrapped around the cape tightly and your lips are slightly parted open.

"I knew I forget something. You can keep it for now, Y/N," Shinji whispers, placing a kiss on your forehead before heading back to his squad.

Rojuro: His eyes glance down at you, your head resting in his lap with your eyes closed. He places his hand on your cheek and hums quietly.

The sound of his voice makes sure that your sleep is not disturbed and he stands guard, carefully watching the door.

Toshiro: Stops in his tracks when his eyes lock onto you, asleep on the ground on top of a pile of books.

"Oh, captain!" Rangiku's voice rings through Toshiro's ears and his eyes fill with annoyance. Rangiku leaps into the room and Toshiro quickly spins around.

"Shut up," he retorts harshly and Rangiku pouts heavily. Her eyes glance over Toshiro's shoulder and catch a glimpse of you.

"Oh, I see," she nods her head, exiting the room and running down the hall to bother another. Toshiro marches over to you and easily scoops you up in his arms.

"You ought to find more comfortable places to fall asleep," Toshiro whispers, shaking his head with amusement.

Kenpachi: Puts his arm over the wall and just hangs there as he admires you.

"Look, Kenny! Y/N is fast asleep. Do you think she'll wake up?" Yachiru asks, peeking over Kenny's shoulder.

"How the hell am I suppose to know, kid?" Kenpachi scoffs quietly and Yachiru hops down from his tall shoulder. Her feet hit the ground and she walks up to you.

She pokes your nose and Kenpachi's eyes widen.

"Hey, scram kid," Kenpachi demands and Yachiru lets out a tiny giggle, hopping out of the room. Kenpachi walks over to you and sits down next to you.

The bed sinks down underneath his weight and he runs his fingers through your hair. He lets out a tiny sigh and admires you one last time before getting back to training.

Gin: The playfully smirk that always seems to be on his face drops and his eyes widen. His feet freeze to the ground and he gulps.

This is the first time Gin's found you dead asleep. Of course, he's seen you when you're vulnerable, but this was different. You were so soft and at peace in your shared bed.

He enjoyed moments like this with you, so he crawls into the bed with you. His wraps his arms around your torso and rest his head on your stomach, basking in your warmth.

Aizen: A smile dances along his face as he steps into his room and finds you hunched over a desk, face down. He tries to best not to chuckle at the sight of you, but a fit of chuckles leaves his lips.

He marches over towards you and pats the top of your head. Aizen grabs a pillow and props it underneath your head. He also wraps a blanket around your shoulders and places a kiss on your shoulder.

Sure, your back was going to be killing you tomorrow, but that gave you another reason to engage in a playful fight with your boyfriend.

Mayuri: He had come home late from working in the lab and found you asleep, waiting for him. You were sprawled out on the bed, limbs covering every inch of the bed and Mayuri lets out a tiny chuckle.

Mayuri decides to take off his face paint and takes a quick shower. He steps out of the bathroom to find you still asleep. He crawls into bed and wraps his arms around your waist.

He easily pulls you into his arms and rests his chin on your shoulder.

Sajin: It was one of the times, he didn't turn himself into his human form for you. He was explaining how bad he felt when you had to see him like this.

You shoot him a warm smile and wrap yourself around his arm, snuggling into his side.

"I like you. Just the way you are," you reassure him, before shutting your heavy eyelids. Sajin's breath hitches in his throat and he opens his mouth, but he can't seem to find the words.

Honestly, it brought tears to his eyes, knowing you felt comfortable with him, no matter what form he was in.

Isshin: After getting Karin and Yuzu to bed, you were supposed to finish the movie together. Your body had another plans as you were lulled into a deep sleep.

Isshin walks into the living room to find you slumped over on the arm of the couch, passed out. At first, a frown tugs on his face, but then a warm smile replaces the frown.

So, he sits down next to you, draping a blanket over you and resting his hand on your thigh, finishing the movie by himself.

Let's just say when you woke up, Isshin regrets his choice to finish the movie by himself...

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byakuyacoochie · 10 months

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Earth Shattering..... - Various x Reader

Characters: Jolyne / Jotaro & Illumi / Silva / Ichigo & Isshin

A/n: I will fix the formatting later! :)

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 2 years

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霊圧 + 淫慾. //spiritual pressure + lust. ( @sashi-ya x twoop)

Shinji Hirako, Rojuro Otoribashi and Isshin Kurosaki x F!reader: creampie 2 N/sfw Created by: The-witch-of-one-piece/WC:880+/Masterlist/Collab w/ @sashi-ya💜WC: 790+

TW: Creampie, Vaginal Penetration, Dirty Talking, Touching Deprivation, Masturbation, Impregnation, Breeding Kink , Unprotected Sex

Shinji

“You are a goddamn tease, you know that~~?” Shinji was grunting, his fingers were a bit antsy, refusing to let you win this bet. His hands lay to the side of him as you were rocking your hip back and forth in a circular motion the intensity was becoming too much for the Captain to handle as cock was becoming so sensitive with the movement you were doing. The bet you could make him cum without his help he couldn’t hold you or even touch you, you had to do all the work. Thinking it was going to be easy, the cocky smirk was completely off his face. “My my Shinji, it’s getting harder for you not to touch me.” giving him a seductive chuckle. Lifting his head up just a bit he could see the motion of how you were moving on his cock the more he stared the more he wanted to say ‘fuck it and pinned you to the bed. Shinji sees his breast lightly bouncing with your rocking motion. The knots formed in the pit of his stomach he wasn’t going to last that long. “Okay fine you win ______….” he was trying to catch his breath “can I touch you now?” he asked so eager to push you down more on his cock. “Hmmmm…no .” the motion you were giving on his cock was becoming a bit faster knowing she was so close to cum. You could see his eyes twitch the vein popping slightly out on his neck. He couldn't even make a smartass remark gripping the sheets tightly as he let a loud groan out the rush of slipperiness as you stopped your motion as his cock fully stayed inside of you. “You have no idea what's in store for you now ____.” The man panting trying to catch his breath “Count your blessings now, ______.”

Rojuro

Rojuro's hand turned your head towards him as he delicately kissed your lips. Your back pressed against his chest with your own hand you were lifting your thigh up. His hand was rigorously working on your clit as it reminded you of how he tuned the strings on his guitar. The music in the background sets the mood way more.

“Your my favorite instrument to play with ______.” he spoke in between the kisses. “The more I play with you the more high pitch you say my name mmmmm thats what I love to hear~~”

“Please play with me more Rose, no one else can make me cum like you do~~” panting as the words spilled out of your mouth. Rojuro loved hearing those kinds of things and knew his skillful hand work he was going to make it happen. The more he began to toy with your clit the more high pitched your voice became.

“Keep hitting those high notes for me. ” He cooed in your ear, the way your pussy was suffocating the man's cock as you were coming he was close right after your fingers stopped “Dammit.” Rojuro pushes his cock as deep as possible inside of you. The hazy expression on your face as you felt his hand caressing your cheek the moment of silence was more than enough for the both as you both were coming down from the high you just had experienced. You could feel a soft embrace as arms wrapped around you. “We do make a good duet.”

Isshin

He couldn’t control himself around you. “Come on, doesn't it sound like a good idea.” He had you on the table pushing up your skirt panties to the side. Isshin could resist the idea of filling your womb with his cum. “Isshin, are you sure about this??” your hands gripping Isshin’s biceps looking into his eyes seeing the rather serious yet gentle expression. He was steading his thrusts as they were becoming more shallow holding off on his climax letting a grunt you could feel his arms flexing. “I haven’t been so sure about something in a long time and if you feel it’s the right time I won’t pull out .” leaning closer in pecking your lips “If you don’t I will make sure none of my cum is inside of your.”

Just how he spoke to you turned you on way more than expected “I promise to keep it all in Isshin.” bashfully speaking to him looking up causing him to blush. The shallow thrusting became deep as you could feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. The panting became louder “everyone will know whose child you're carrying ______, it will be our child inside of you growing.” Isshin finished his sentence feeling his balls tightening up as his semen began filling up your empty womb.

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#shinji hirako #spiritual pressure + lust collab #hirako shinji #shinji #rojuro otoribashi #rose x reader #rojuro x reader #isshin kurosaki #isshin x reader #bleach headcanons #bleach fanfic #bleach x reader fanfic #bleach x reader #bleach #the witch of one piece #sashi ya

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benkeibear · 1 year

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⋆꙳✧༄ His princess

❖ Character: Isshin

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Summary: the various ways Isshin Kurosaki takes care of his sweet love

❖ WARNINGS: sub!reader, age gap, reader getting called "princess", oral (giving and receiving), unprotected sex, breeding and daddy kink, mentions of spanking, soft Isshin

❖ A/n: a big thank you to @nanamis-wifey-reye and @mekiza for letting me get these thoughts out and helping me make this!

ꕤ You're a friend of Ichigo and come to his place quite a lot so you grew close to his family as well

ꕤ Maybe a bit too close to his dad, Isshin

ꕤ He jokingly said you can call him daddy as well but when you actually did he couldn't deny that it affected him

ꕤ and maybe somewhere between regular dinners and sharing a few jokes things escalated

ꕤ When Ichigo came come he was surprised to see your shoes standing next to the door and the surprise was written all over his face when he ran into you in the hallway

ꕤ “oh hey, i didn't know you would be here today… why w-” he stopped mid sentence and his jaw fell open

ꕤ His dad was leaving the same room you just left only moments ago, hair disheveled and closing his belt

ꕤ you quickly fled the scene as the two men shared a loud conversation of Ichigo's disgust and Isshin's proudness

ꕤ You were Isshin's little secret for a while but sooner or later he couldn't deny that he wanted more than just some fun

ꕤ Isshin is also a firm believer of breakfast being the most important meal of the day - and your cunt is just too delicious

ꕤ the stubble on his chin scraping your sensitive skin as his tongue laps away at your clit, eager to have you start your day with an orgasm

ꕤ Huge man sitting on the floor as he pulls you to the edge of the bed, legs folded to your chest.

ꕤ you don't even need to repay the favor, he just loves to spoil you in every way possible

ꕤ also likes to manhandle you very gently, pushing and pulling you the way he needs you so he can sink his aching length into your sweet core

ꕤ VERY big on praising, worshiping your beautiful body and not being quiet about it

ꕤ please, please cockwarm him while he's doing paperwork in the clinic - he will bend you over the desk to fuck You properly after

ꕤ When he's very stressed he likes to take these frustrations out on you but only if you explicitly allow him to

ꕤ will spank you until you can't sit anymore for days and pound into you hard and fast

ꕤ His aftercare will be the softest though, lots of cuddles, kisses and he will tend to your every need

ꕤ He loves it when you randomly drop to your knees to suck him off, instantly as hard as a rock

ꕤ Isshin thinks he's composed but his cheeks are bright red and desperate hands clutch onto your hair, loud groans and grunts falling from his lips

ꕤ He has a bug breeding kink, loving to release inside of you or just watching it leak out of your entrance

ꕤ And if you happen to call him daddy out of nowhere while he's balls deep inside your cunt? The man will nut instantly

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m-ayo-o · 7 months

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camping

18+ // fluff then a lil smut // Isshin Kurosaki :3 wc 600 selfshiptember; 26 [Ichigo’s grown up + not living at home]

You’ve had a gorgeous afternoon in the sun with your boyfriend and his two girls, setting up camp, playing football, and cooking barbecue food together.

Of course, Isshin’s been running around all day after his precious baby girls, who, realistically, are growing up now. You’ve enjoyed seeing them change and mature over the past few years, and they’ve both been so friendly and welcoming to you from the get-go.

Entering a relationship with Isshin was so uncomplicated– he was open and honest with you from the start. You’ve never been with anyone with kids, but you didn’t realise his would be so… cool.

You catch up with Ichigo whenever he visits, and his younger two look up to you and ask for your advice, wanting you to help with their school work and Yuzu just loves that she can rely on you to help around the house. Karin’s just happy she’s got someone relatable to talk with– she’s starting to really open up to you.

Now, after a fun-filled day on your first ever family holiday– as Isshin has been calling it– you welcome in the cooler evening with a campfire and snacks. The girls take their fill of gooey marshmallows and head to their tent after a late night sugar rush, leaving you sitting on Isshin’s lap under the stars.

“You were great with the girls today,” he ponders, looking unusually thoughtful, “thank you.”

He kisses your lips. He feels hot to the touch.

“Mm,” you hum and smile, returning his kiss with a peck on the corner of his mouth.

You know Isshin was anxious about dating at first, but he welcomed you so warmly into his loving family, and now you couldn’t imagine life without them.

“You’re so good for them,” he draws you in closer, making heat rise on your cheeks when he pulls you to straddle his lap, “and they love you– you know that?”

“Mm, it’s easy for them to love– that’s thanks to you.” It’s your turn to make him blush now, “Their daddy takes such good care of them.”

He returns a breathy laugh, kissing you again.

“You ok?” you whisper over his lips, noticing a certain look behind his dark eyes.

“Just let me kiss you some more,” he utters, sealing your lips and peppering your neck, making you giggle and squirm.

But he grabs your wrists, stilling your movements, shrouding you both in a sudden tension.

His lips remain closed over your neck, holding you and starting to suck gently. Your hips move on their own, dragging over his lap as his kisses trail lower and lower, until he reaches the hem of your sundress.

It’s getting hot, your bodies reacting to each other beautifully, until you hear a sudden zipping noise.

“Ugh, dad…” you hear Karin mutter and trudge off to the bathrooms.

You both just giggle as he picks you up and takes you to your tent, placing you ceremoniously on the air bed as if it’s some five star hotel.

It’s stuffy and hot, and no place to have sex the way you two like it, so he settles for more kissing, only this time he’s able to continue and pull off your clothes, eagerly burying his face between your legs.

He works you open with his hot tongue, enjoying your taste as you hum and moan as quietly as possible, accepting every loving lick and stroke until you’re too sensitive to continue, pushing him away gently.

He huffs and kisses your thighs, still needy for more as he collapses next to you.

But you’re sure to wake up nice and early to repay him, taking care of his morning wood as the sun is rising.

selfshiptember 26!!

likes, comments + reblogs appreciated! <3

#bleach #bleach anime #bleach tybw #bleach imagine #bleach drabble #bleach fic #isshin kurosaki #bleach isshin #isshin x reader #selfshiptember 2023 #selfshiptember

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j-u-u-z-o · 1 year

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Isshin x Reader

Warning: slow start to SMUT, grammar.

Title: Titanic

AN: So this was something I’ve been dreaming about for a while too. Enjoy! 😩😅

Please like/reblog or comment! Greatly appreciate it :)

Show this big man love! 😭❤️

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After a long walk home, You and isshin came back from eating at an Izakaya restaurant.

Still not ready to go to sleep yet you decided to watch a movie in the living room. So you went upstairs, took your shower, and switched to your pjs.

Going down the stairs, isshin is sitting on the couch. Manspreading and looking up at you from where he’s sitting, smirking.

Just checked on the kids, they’re still sleeping. You tell him.

What movie are we watching tonight,ish? You walked to the sofa and sat down with one leg over his right leg.

Still searching. Oh! What about 50 shades of gray y/n His head turned to you after changing the channels.

What about… NO.

You rolled your eyes and slowly got up to get some snacks from the kitchen.

So picky. He mumbled and grinned as he watched you walk to the kitchen with lust hidden behind them.

Pouring a big cup of milk and taking out some Oreos, you looked around for anymore snacks to make up some time for him to search for a late night movie.

Found anything yet?

Yeah.

Yeah what?

Come see honey. You’re gonna thank me later.

Curious. You walked into the living soon with the tray of snacks and glass of milk.

You looked at the tv.

The Titanic? You turned to isshin and said in disbelief.

Sigh… fine. you sat down and opened the Oreo cookie and licked the icing off slowly.

Isshin groaned while looking at your tongue. Unaware that he’s ogling you, he puts his big hand on your right thigh and caresses it.

His hand is so warm you think to yourself while looking at the screen.

Get a Oreo ‘issh. I’m not gonna eat this all by my self.

I hope you won’t.

You raised an eyebrow at him

Feed me one, love.

You picked one up and opened it for him. Aiming it towards his mouth, his tongue sticks out and slowly licks the icing off.

You look at the cookie getting licked off in a lewd way that you don’t even look at him.

He chuckles. He knows what you’re thinking about. This is exactly how he eats you out.

All slow and steady until the cookie is clear of icing…and wet. In fact, you felt the weight of his tongue on the cookie that you had to take it away from him and grabbed another from yourself to distract yourself from that moment.

What’s wrong, y/n? He laughs as he sees your quick response to his actions.

Nothing. Just watch the movie. You say as lay on his side and he wraps his left arm around you waist.

The movie gets more spicy and you feel Isshin’s fingers caressing your tank top.

You look up at him and he looks at you.

You okay, y/n?

Hm. You put your hand on his still clothed chest and rub his abdomen.

He groans. He leans down and kisses your lips softly and you submit to him. His tongue invaded your mouth and you moan in his mouth.

After a long while of kissing, you turn your head to the tv.

Isshin, the movie.

You can still watch it. He says still looking down at you on his left side of his body.

He gets off the sofa. Isshin?

you thought he was going to leave you alone because you didn’t want to kiss him more and only focus on the movie.

Before grabbing his hand, He gets down on both of his knees and gets in between your legs.

Just pay attention to the movie, honey. He says as he lifts both of your legs up and spreads them apart on both cushions of the couch.

Your back leaning into the couch some more, you look up at the staircase and gasped.

He’s kissing your lower stomach while sliding his hands up and down your inner thighs. Sensually.

You try to control your breathing. He hears you.

Isshin, the kids. They’re sleeping.

That’s right! And these gotta go. He fingers are on the waistband of your shorts and takes them off without hesitation.

Issh-! You wanted to protest but felt his thumb rub your sensitive bud slowly. Your backed arched.

He raises his knees a little to be face to face and watches you look down at his lewd action.

Inches close to your face, he whispers, just focus on the movie, honey. And he kisses you tenderly.

Still rubbing your sensitive bud slowly, he kisses your out jaw, your neck and down to your already hardened nipples. His other lifts both straps from your tank revealing your globes.

Breathless, you look down at Isshin’s tongue approaching your one of your nipples and licks it in circular directions. Lightly and slowly.

You feel your your eyes roll behind your head, you grab a breast and you sigh.

Isshin… you put your hand behind his head and watch him when he sucks it.

Mmm…. He keep sucking until he flicks the bud.

You hissed at him and gently pull his hair. Feeling his hot exhalation from his nose, you lean forward and you kiss his forehead.

He stops and kisses down your stomach until he’s facing your clit.

Grinning, he kisses it and licks its inner lips.

Your eyes widened and you gasped. Your hand still behind his head, you bite your bottom lip.

Unh…isshin. You say as you look down at him.

Hmm? He looks up at you, letting his tongue dance, twist and turn until he closes his mouth and sucks on your bud.

You held your breath and let your head fall back. Looking at the ceiling.

Taking that as encouragement, he lifts both your legs and bends them to the sides of your chest on the couch.

Ah! You say a bit quietlly.

The new angle made you buck into his mouth. He feasts on your clit as if he’s tongue kissing you. Literally.

Your chest rising up and down, Breathing heavily but also trying to keep quiet.

You close your eyes and only focus on his tongue on your sensitive area.

With that thought, both of your hands landed on his head and you started grinding in his face.

Small licks and sucks fills the living room and your breathes.

Every once in a while you’re looking up to your side to make sure the kids aren’t awake.

Isshin knows. He’s not that dumb. So he inserts his tongue in your entrance which made you snap your head to him and you’re starting bucking fast

Y..es y-..ahh. you (try to) say as you feel your stomach go in and back arches off the couch.

Isshin hold your legs up and wide open as you’re begging to tremble. Head moving side to side and he begins to flick your bud.

You can’t even sit still so you lean down on your side, mouth wide open but no sounds coming out.

Mmmmm… isshin moans as he watches you start to fall apart.

This time he’s holding one leg up and arches it while the other hand is unbuckling his belt.

You, on the other hand are reaching your climax as your ride his face while one hand holds the back of his head until you reach your climax.

One arm over your eyes, You keep twitching and breathless due to Isshin’s tongue still helping you ride it out.

He chuckles and looks behind him.

Hmm?. The movie ended.

Arm still covering your eyes you whisper…his name.

He turns to you. Feeling okay, honey?

Mm…

Is that a yes?

Y..es.

Good. Now let’s get serious. He says as he’s taking off his shirt.

you see his already unbuckled and unzipped jeans…and his hardened member peeking out when he stands up.

Sigh.

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southside-otaku · 1 year

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Maturity is when you once wanted Ichigo and now you wanna be his step mama😌💅🏽

#anime #breezy talks #bleach #bleach tybw #bleach thousand year blood war #isshin kurosaki #isshin shiba #isshin Kurosaki x reader #ichigo kurosaki #ichigo x reader #isshin x reader #someone should write this

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thewritetofreespeech · 10 months

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Hello ! Can you do a scenario where Isshin finds Ichigo and his O/N loitering around his house and overreacting. And when O/N returns home, he'll give Ichigo a weird speech! Thank you so much

Ichigo gets 'the talk'

It had been a long day at the clinic when Isshin finally came home. Flu season was a real bitch.

“I’m home!” He announced as he took off his shoes. Yuzu’s cute little face popping out from around the corner.

“Welcome home dad! Dinner will be ready soon!” 7:00 on the dot, like usual. “Karin is upstairs doing homework, and Ichigo is in the living room with [Y/N].”

Isshin nodded at the household report, and planned to head upstairs for a quick bath before dinner. Get all the sick people germs off before he had dinner with his family.

Before he went upstairs, he thought he would stop in and say hello to [Y/N]. To be polite. When he walked into the room, however, he was greeted by the sight of something unseemly. His son, canoodling with his girlfriend on the couch just….openly.

“Oh! Kurosaki-san!” [Y/N] said in alarm. Seeing him standing in the door way all of a sudden.

“Geez dad! Don’t you knock!”

“It’s an open door.” Isshin replied, with an almost unprecedented level of calm. “It’s good to see you [Y/N].”

“Y-Yes. Good to see you too sir.” She stammered. Blushing, and nervously fidgeting with her hair.

“Yuzu wanted me to let you know that dinner is almost ready.” She didn’t, obviously. It was the best excuse Isshin could come up with not to leave them alone again.

“Oh! Is it that late? I should probably be heading home.”

“You could stay.” Ichigo said. His hand lingering on hers as she got up from the couch. “Yuzu always makes too much.”

[Y/N] chuckled and told him, “no. I don’t want to impose. It was good to see you again Kurosaki-san. Ichigo, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He nodded but looked disappointed at her decision to leave, and walked her to the door. When he came back down the hall, Ichigo caught Isshin staring at him and asked, “what?” To which he got no response and the older man headed upstairs.

The family had their dinner and spent a little bit of time together before they all went their separate ways. Karin, smart enough to do her homework early had free range of the TV now. Yuzu was finishing up the dishes and getting things prepped for the morning routine. And Ichigo was in his room getting his homework finished before bed.

His pen stopped when he heard a knock at his door and acknowledged it before the person came in. Isshin standing there. That same look on his face from earlier before he tossed something at him.

Startled, Ichigo instinctively went to catch it before he knew what it was. When he opened his hands to inspect it, his face went red in both embarrassment and anger. “Why are you throwing condoms at me?!”

“You and [Y/N] are getting pretty close.” Isshin replied. “You should be prepared.”

“We haven’t done anything like that yet you perv!” Ichigo shouted. Throwing the box on the ground.

“That’s why I’m giving them to you now. No point in handing out raincoats after it’s raining.” Ichigo growled at his dad’s typical, tactless way of explaining things. “Look, I don’t mind if you two are…close. But you need to be safe. Your life, it’s already complicated enough without teen pregnancy. I know [Y/N]’s got dreams she wants to do as well.”

“Are you saying kids destroy your dreams?”

“Not always.”

It wasn’t really a tender moment, but perhaps a moment between father & son. Ichigo huffed again and turned to look away. “You’re still a pervert for thinking about it.”

“Someone has to. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t. [Y/N]’s pretty cute, and you are, allegedly, a health red blooded man. Maybe we should get you a check up. Want to come down to the clinic tomorrow and we’ll get you a full work up?”

“Get out of my room!” A pillow flew after Isshin as his son shouted. The sound of a slamming door next.

“Hey, is Ichigo ok?” Karin asked. Coming upstairs with a glass of water.

“Oh, he’s fine. Just giving him a little talk about the birds & the bees.”

“You’re real weird dad.”

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kxkyuu · 2 years

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Bleach Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Hi hi! We're gonna try this again! But Ima start early so hopefully I won't get overwhelmed! But since Bleach's comeback falls in October...why not make Kinktober Bleach-centric! Each fic will vary in length to not burn myself out.

I hope you all like who all I picked out. I tried to keep it to characters people would know from the anime! I will update this masterlist as I post!

So without further ado...The line up!!

Taglist signup!

If it's crossed out, it's completed

Day 1: Face sitting - Hisagi Shuhei

Day 2 : Against a wall - Kurosaki Ichigo

Day 3: Exhibition - Hirako Shinji

Day 4: Spanking - Ichimaru Gin

Day 5: Uniforms - Kuchiki Byakuya

Day 6: Food play - Shihoin Yoruichi

Day 7: Strip Tease: Matsumoto Rangiku

Day 8: Size Difference: Zaraki Kenpachi

Day 9: Hate Sex - Hollow Ichigo

Day 10: Praise Kink - Kyoraku Shunsui

Day 11: Sleepy Sex - Ukitake Jushiro

Day 12: Body Worship - Hitsugaya Toshiro

Day 13: Sensory Deprivation - Tousen Kaname

Day 14: Temperature play - Hitsugaya Toshiro

Day 15: Collaring - Aizen Sosuke

Day 16: Nipple Play - Ichimaru Gin

Day 17: Pegging/Femdomme - Hisagi Shuhei

Day 18: Hand job - Ulquiorra Cifer

Day 19: Sex toys - Ishida Uryuu

Day 20: Phone Sex - Kurosaki Isshin

Day 21: Wax play - Tsukishima Shukuro

Day 22: Thigh riding - Madarame Ikkaku

Day 23: Cock Warming - Abarai Renji

Day 24: Hunter/prey - Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Day 25: Vanilla/soft sex: Kurosaki Ichigo

Day 26: Threesome - Shihoin Yoruichi & Urahara Kisuke

Day 27: Corruption/Training - Aizen Sosuke

Day 28: Almost getting caught - Abarai Renji

Day 29: Period Sex - Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Day 30: Overstimulation - Ayasegawa Yumichika

Day 31: Monsterfucking: Hollow Ichigo & Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

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muzansfangs · 3 months

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A little update on what to expect in the next few weeks.

As I have already stated plenty of times, I'm still busy with exams hence the slower updates. However, focusing on a few selected projects allows me to give you guys a better quality of works, along with some content to read. Writing for three fandoms and having my requests currently closed is challenging, because I need to nail my requests waiting in my inbox and, at the same time, trying to both find the right inspiration for each work along with remembering not to neglect a fandom for too long.

Getting down to business, I have made up my mind. Although I do not give deadlines because they are rather hard for me to respect, I have chosen a few works from my inbox I will work on during my free time the next few weeks.

DEMON SLAYER.

1. Muzan x blind f!reader (fluff)

2. Akaza x f!reader (fluff)

BLEACH.

1. Aizen x f!reader x Gin Ichimaru (nsfw)

2. Shinji x f!reader, Grimmjow x f!reader, Isshin x f!reader (separetely) starring in the continuation of “How they eat you out” (nsfw): POSTED.

JUJUTSU KAISEN.

1. Suguru Geto x f!reader (fluff and a bit of lemon)

2. Nanami x f!reader, Toji x f!reader, Satoru x f!reader, Suguru x f!reader, Hiromi x f!reader, Sukuna x f!reader (separetely) starring in “His kink”: POSTED PART ONE & PART TWO

If you want to be tagged in any of the aforementioned works, comment down below! Please, if you wish to be tagged, especially in the nsfw stuff, you need to have your age visible and not be a blank blog🫧

– Luce

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dreadsuitsamus · 12 days

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Daddy's Little Secret, Part Two | Isshin Kurosaki x Reader |

part one

author's note: i'm here with the next edition of this! i quite love this concept and currently have a lot of inspiration for it 🩷

pairing: isshin kurosaki x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, explicit smut, lots of flirting and teasing between isshin and reader, fingering, handjobs, cum swallowing, age gap relationship, isshin is a pervert and rubbed reader's ass while she was sleeping

The glow from the tv has Isshin's brow rising as he comes downstairs with a rumbly tummy. It's two in the morning, surely his little (teenage) girls aren't up this late on a school night?? He's a failure of a father—

Well, that much is true, but not for the reasons he'd initially imagined.

Peering over the edge of the couch, Isshin smirks softly at what he finds. You, snoozing in a skimpy little pair of pajamas, your breasts snug in the little tank top and your ass looking particularly phenomenal in those itty bitty short shorts. Sneaking a hand down to pull the blanket back over you, Isshin shamelessly runs his hand along the curve of your hip and to your ass before doing the good deed he'd set out to do, the soft flesh so pliable under his fingers. He longs to take a bite— or rather, several— but his stomach reminds him of the box of cereal on top of the fridge that he's been thinking about for an hour now.

Leaving for the kitchen, Isshin quickly whips up his midnight snack. Honey Bunches of Oats and some freshly-opened whole milk despite the open carton right beside it (Yuzu’s going to kill him for it, and he's not so sure blaming Ichigo will work, but he'll try it anyway!) and an added spoonful of sugar has Isshin’s mouth watering. Just as he's taken in a big spoonful, he hears the floorboard creak as you tiptoe in from the couch.

Stretching tall, a beautiful sounding moan squeaks past your lips as your joints and muscles refresh from that awful nap on the couch. You have no idea how Isshin does it! He seems to sleep better on the couch than when he's in his own bed, judging by how he's always up in the middle of the night when he does go upstairs for bed. “You're such an old man.” You grumble softly, wiping at your eyes. “If I see a box of Raisin Bran in the cart next time we go grocery shopping I'm increasing the font size on your phone.”

Isshin narrows his eyes, idly hoping you do that anyway— why are the default words so small?? “So you woke up on the wrong side of the bed and chose violence against me?”

Laughing, you pluck a banana from the bunch on the counter, slowly peeling it open. “Of course. You let me fall asleep on the couch and now I have a crick in my neck!”

Isshin rolls his eyes and shoves another spoonful of cereal in his mouth. “Howzit m’ faul’??”

“Big, strong man of the house didn't carry me up to bed! Shame on you.” You bite the tip of the banana, resting your hip against the counter as you face the handsome father before you.

Swirling some of his cereal in the bowl, Isshin gazes at you through his lashes as you take another slow bite of your banana. “Silly me.”

He watches as you rub at your neck, and with the way you were curled up it doesn't surprise him that you're sore. Shifting over to stand beside you, Isshin brings his hand to rub at your neck, his strong and experienced fingers helping soothe the spot that's tight and unforgiving of your nap. Your shoulders relax, eyelids fluttering as you pause the next bite of your banana, the fruit resting at your lips as Isshin massages you. “Ohhh… Mmmmmm, that's nice.”

“You're pretty tight.” Isshin frowns as his fingers travel to different parts of your neck and shoulders, finding all of your muscles to be quite tense. He supposes it makes sense; you've been through a lot of stressful things lately.

“Y’know, I always thought I'd hear you say that to me, but under… Different circumstances.”

Grumbling, Isshin pulls his hand away and has another big bite of cereal while you giggle at his expense. Touching your ass while you sleep is one thing, but he can't entertain the flirting. His relationship with Ichigo is too important to cross that line, even as badly as he wants to. And as another bite of that banana passes your soft-looking lips, he really does want it now more than ever. “Go to a spa.”

“Fine. I'm sure there's a man there that would love to have me naked and oiled up and get paid to touch me.”

“You didn't mention money, now.” Isshin’s joke falls flat as your eyes lock with his, his warm brown eyes then zeroing in on your pretty lips around that banana as you push more than necessary into your mouth.

I'm really getting turned on by a woman half my age deep-throating a banana. Where did it all go wrong.

Admittedly, even if he was your age he'd be turned on by the action.

“I’m low on cash, but… Maybe we could work out some other sort of give…” You close the gap between your bodies, pressing yourself to Isshin as your hand slowly trails down his abdomen.”... and take.” Your fingers stop right at the waistband of his pajama pants, the tip of your pinky threatening to break that seal. “Your hands for my hands.”

Isshin's brain short-circuits at the prospect of your offer, his mind only able to chant out a meek “Touch my wee-wee, touch my fucking wee-wee!” as that mischievous pinky finger teases him. His cock jolts and the bowl of cereal slips from his hand to shatter all over the floor, milk splattering your ankles in the process.

“Shit!” Now his wee-wee will be touchless! Grabbing you by your hips and lifting you to sit on the countertop, Isshin carefully steps around the broken glass to procure the broom and dustpan as you wipe your ankles with a paper towel.

Isshin quickly sweeps up the mess, kneeling down to wipe away the milk after the bulk of the mess is gone. Mischief strikes, just a tad, and your pretty painted toes brush against Isshin’s shoulder to remind him of your presence. Gazing up through his lashes, he's met with a pretty sight. You in your skimpy pajamas, one strap of your tank top having slipped off of your shoulder while your gorgeous leg that rests against him practically invites him in for a taste.

His strong, thick fingers wrap around your ankles and he turns his head to place a small, promising kiss to your calf as you rest your other heel against his opposite shoulder to receive another hot kiss from Isshin's lips. Alternating between each of your legs, he slowly adjusts himself closer to you as you move closer to the edge of the counter and watch as the man on his knees before you traverses the length of your legs with hot kisses and nips with an occasional peek up at you.

Goosebumps cascade down with a hefty shiver of your spine as those strong fingers massage your calves, that warm mouth pressing against your inner thigh, suckling and biting the sensitive flesh for a small, claiming mark that won't be easily seen. Threading your fingers into his dark hair, Isshin stands with your not-so-gentle tugging and stands tall above you once more. Your free hand trails down the front of his shirt, his relishing in several squeezes of your thighs.

Resting his lips at your ear, he speaks lowly as his fingers move up to your hips. “Deal.”

There's a giddy thrum in your heart as you push his shirt up a tad, revealing a rather toned stomach and dark hair trailing down beneath the cut of his pajama pants. Holding his shirt for you, Isshin allows you to reach into his briefs and feel his cock in your hand. He swallows thickly, groaning softly in your ear as he feels a woman's touch for the first time in too long.

Your fingers in his hair gently scritch at his scalp as you slowly pump his cock, Isshin's stubble lightly scratching your skin as his mouth hangs slightly open. He's thick in your palm, twitching in excitement and oozing plenty of precum. Isshin doesn't let you have all the fun for long, however, and nips at your earlobe as his free hand slips into your panties and glides two thick fingers along the length of your wet, hungry slit.

“Mmmm…” Your coo is hidden behind your closed, pretty lips as the pads of his fingers brush your folds, and he forces a squeal of you once he's uncovered the little hiding spot of your clit.

“Shhhh…” Isshin presses his mouth to yours, pressing his fingertips against that spot again and rubbing small, counterclockwise circles as you push his pants down to below his ass. Pumping his cock with one hand as the other fondles his balls, your lips and tongues tangle in an increasingly heated embrace.

A slew of precum dribbles from Isshin's tip and you smear it between your fingers and his shaft, flicking your wrist each time you reach that red, mushroom-shaped cockhead. He's absolutely delicious. He tests the waters with a prodding index finger to your searing hole, and goodness you're tight. He's definitely proud of his manhood, especially as your smaller hands make it look even bigger, and he feels nearly lightheaded at the idea of making it fit inside of your cute little pussy.

“Mmmm… Isshin.” You breathe into his waiting mouth, your top swiftly tugged down and a nipple quickly taken between his thumb and forefinger to be rolled and pinched. Your hips grind, chasing that friction against Isshin's palm as he dips a second finger into your cunt.

“C’mon, baby…” He croons, hooking his fingers and prodding further into you and moving faster as he does. “Gimme what I want.”

“F-uck, fuck…” Your eyes roll back and your hands slip from his cock to grab at his shirt, lifting your hips as you grind. “Mmm… ‘m so close, god I'm so close!” Your whimper is muffled into the skin of his neck, your teeth scraping against his sweat-damp skin. You're too lost in the pleasure to ensure there won't be a lasting mark, but he doesn't seem to care about that at the moment as he redirects all of his efforts to your clit.

A guttural groan is torn from your throat, rumbling in your chest as you see white and cum, legs shaking and tears brimming as the father of three works you through it. His ego is more than satisfied and he doesn't even care that his own pleasure’s been left behind; he's just made a sexy woman that's far too young for him cum this harshly, and all he had to use was his fingers! He's still got it.

Chest heaving, you slip to the floor grasp his shaft once again, spitting on it and pumping him once more. Taking the hem of his shirt into his mouth in an attempt to muzzle himself, Isshin groans. You're so sweet down there, eyes bright and that smile so languid— because of him. And you're waiting between his legs, your tongue out and expecting a treat from him, damn near begging for the thing you both want.

“Give me what I want.” You coo, brushing your wet tongue a single time against his tip.

Isshin's jaw tenses and he screws his eyes shut. He's so close, he's right at that edge and he doesn't even know where the hell to go with it until you're licking him again. His eyes flying open, he grips your jaw and shoves his entire length into your mouth, cumming buckets down your throat as your eyes roll back. He huffs and puffs above you, slipping out as carefully as he can as the haze wears away and he covers himself up again.

“Shit, I'm… I'm sorry, babe, I dunno what…” Isshin quickly helps you to your feet and to the sink, though he's still seeing some stars as he reels from that powerful orgasm. “Here, spit it out, I'm sor-” You stick your tongue out, a happy glint in your eye as you prove he's got nothing to worry about; in your eyes, drinking his cum was the best case scenario! No cleanup required.

Grinning, Isshin carries you upstairs to your room. “Let's make a deal again soon.”

At the breakfast table, you hide a smirk into your cup of coffee as Yuzu asks her father why he's wearing a turtleneck on such a warm day.

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Kinktober Day 18

Kinktober Day 18: Face sitting, Isshin Kurosaki x female reader.

Your thighs tremble as you hover above Isshin, who's back is laying against the mattress. His hands run up to your thighs and he tugs you down.

"Isshin!" you gasp quietly, afraid to bury the man alive with your thighs and core. His mouth is watering at the sight of your pussy, just mere inches away from his lips.

"There's no need to be afraid, y/n. Like I said before, I'd be a happy man to be suffocated by your silky thighs and that pretty pussy of yours," Isshin explains with a husky voice.

His words send a chill down your spine and you gulp, glancing down at him.

"I don't want to hurt you," you mumble out. Isshin's eyes soften as he sees the concern laced across your face.

He squeezes the flesh of your thighs and lets out a tiny breath.

"There is nothing that you can do that will stop me from doing this. I want to pleasure you, my love. Please, let me," he speaks softly, eyes glistening.

Your core throbs at his words and you nod your head.

"Fine. You may," you sigh out and Isshin smiles proudly like a little boy on Christmas Morning.

Isshin pulls your body down to his face and he presses a soft kiss to your clit. The way your soft, plushy thighs press against his face makes his heart ram against his chest.

His warm lips wrap around your clit and you moan quietly as he sucks on your sensitive bead. His fingers run up and down your folds, teasing them.

You grab onto the headboard and stable yourself there. His tongue swirls around your clit and then he releases it with a wet pop. You moan quietly as his fingers squeeze your clit gently.

His tongue runs up and down each of your folds. He rubs thumbs on your clit with his thumb and you whimper. His tongue slowly slides inside of your cunt and you moan loudly.

You rock your hips forward as he licks up your arousal and his finger travels down to your folds. He slowly inserts a finger inside of you and your jaw goes slack.

"Oh, Isshin," you moan out, feeling his finger rub against the sweet spot inside of you. He smirks and his warm breath fans over your clit.

"Keep making those sweet sounds for me," he speaks, his voice full of lust. He inserts another finger inside of you and you whimper. His thumb presses down on your clit and your core throbs.

You buck your hips forward onto his face, crying out in pleasure. Your thighs start to tremble from the way Isshin is pressing down on your clit and the way his knuckles are curling up against your g-spot.

Your mouth gapes open, moans and whimpers of pleasure leaving your lips. Isshin adjusts himself underneath you, the sounds of your pleasure making his cock grow hard.

The wet squelching sounds from your pussy make Isshin groan against you. His fingertips squeeze your clit as he fingers press against your g-spot.

"Isshin!" you cry out, your face scrunching up.

The knots in your stomach come undone and you moan loudly, your cum leaking out from your hole. Your cum drips down Isshin's chin and he runs his tongue over his lips.

Your body slightly shakes above him, your arms straining and letting go of the headboard. You pant heavily and Isshin runs his tongue across your folds, picking up droplets of cum.

"You taste delicious," he hums out as you slide off of his face. His cheeks are burning red and there's still a white string of cum on his chin.

Isshin has never looked more happy.

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