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it's midnight my wisdom teeth hurt and I'm thinking about my personal difference between re4 leon and re2 leon
"Pretty fuckin baby," His voice raspy, deep, "stupid little thing just wanted a cock inside them, huh? I'm sorry I didn't notice before baby, you always get so dumb without my dick stuffing you. just how were you supposed to focus today? should have realised before, all you needed was a good fuck." the grin on his face matched his tone, the fake kindness full of mockery, "you always take me so deep, fuck, it's unfair… gonna ruin this hole for anyone else, you'll be mine and mine only, yeah? i'll use my toy whenever I want… god, fuck, you're so fucking t-ight… you're gonna take my cum and thank me, okay? gonna take me deep and I won't stop even if you whine, dirty sluts get what they deserve."
or
"Please, please, it's too much..!" his head thrown back, eyes screwed shut and face flushed the prettiest shade of pink, "Can't take anymore! it's too much, please, please, need to cum already, please let me cum inside, I'll do anything…" hips bucking towards your touch at the slightest of stimulation, a loud sob anytime you pulled back. "i'll be good, ill be such a good boy I promise, anything you want, any-thing! i won't even look at anyone else, you're all I ever think about... im yours, im all yours, I belong to you… please, do what you want with me, jus' wanna make you feel good, wanna make you cum, please ride my face, my cock, something!"
why is destroying my body so fun?
Happy birthday, Tessai Tsukabishi!
The Final Round of the Seireitei Sexyman Tournament: WHO WILL WIN?
It’s been such an incredible tournament with a lot of delays, but now it is time for the final round, winner takes all.
In one corner, we have Captain Shunsui Kyoraku, a longtime member of the 13 Court Guard Squads. His laidback and sexy ways have captured the hearts of many throughout the Seireitei.
In the other corner, we have Lieutenant Renji Abarai, a relatively new Soul Reaper who has only recently made it to Lieutenant. His incredible physique and numerous tattoos make him quite a catch.
And now it is time to final find out…
Results from the previous rounds:
Round Four Results:
1. Shunsui Kyoraku (59.8%) vs. Sosuke Aizen (40.2%)
2. Renji Abarai (53.6%) vs. Byakuya Kuchiki (45.4%)
Round Three Results:
1. Shunsui Kyoraku (68.5%) vs. Shinji Hirako (31.5%)
2. Kenpachi Zaraki (37.1%) vs. Sosuke Aizen (62.9%)
3. Renji Abarai (52.3%) vs. Jushiro Ukitake (47.7%)
4. Byakuya Kuchiki (66.5%) vs. Yumichika Ayasegawa (33.5%)
Round Two Results:
1. Shunsui Kyoraku (83.6%) vs. Kaname Tosen (16.4%)
2. Isshin Kurosaki (40.8%) vs. Shinji Hirako (59.2%)
3. Kenpachi Zaraki (55.8%) vs. Izuru Kira (44.2%)
4. Sosuke Aizen (68.9%) vs. Rojuro "Rose" Otoribashi (31.1%)
5. Kisuke Urahara (47.5%) vs. Renji Abarai (52.5%)
6. Kensei Muguruma (25.9%) vs. Jushiro Ukitake (74.1%)
7. Gin Ichimaru (39.7%) vs. Byakuya Kuchiki (60.3%)
8. Yumichika Ayasegawa (65.5%) vs. Ikkaku Madarame (34.5%)
Round One Results:
1. Shunsui Kyoraku (97.9%) vs. Marechiyo Omaeda (2.1%)
2. Hachigen Ushoda (19.4%) vs. Kaname Tosen (80.6%)
3. Isshin Kurosaki (80.3%) vs. Tetsuzaemon Iba
(19.7%)
4. Mayuri Kurotsuchi (29.3%) vs. Shinji Hirako
(70.7%)
5. Kenpachi Zaraki (92.2%) vs. Zennosuke Kurumadani (7.8%)
6. Izuru Kira (70.9%) vs. Tessai Tsukabishi (29.1%)
7. Sosuke Aizen (76.4%) vs. Ryuunosuke Yuki (23.6%)
8. Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto (18.4%) vs. Rojuro "Rose" Otoribashi (81.6%)
9. Kisuke Urahara (96.2%) vs. Sentaro Kotsubaki (3.8%)
10. Kaien Shiba (31.7%) vs. Renji Abarai (68.3%)
11. Kensei Muguruma (67%) vs. Chojiro Sasakibe (33%)
12. Jushiro Ukitake (58.7%) vs. Ichigo Kurosaki (41.3%)
13. Love Aikawa (13.1%) vs. Gin Ichimaru (86.9%)
14. Byakuya Kuchiki (52%) vs. Shuhei Hisagi (48%)
15. Yumichika Ayasegawa (78.2%) vs. Hanataro Yamada (21.8%)
16. Sajin Komamura (42.1%) vs. Ikkaku Madarame (57.9%)
I'm not hungry, I'm never hungry, I don't get hungry.
why don't you put the fork down, this is your chance to ACHIEVE something in your pathetic little life. do you really want to stay fat and undisciplined, you'd have to be an idiot to refuse skinny. think of all your bullies and enemies seeing you, watching you get fatter and fatter. i promise you we all see the calories and fat in the form of gelatinous yellow visceral fat around your thighs and waist.
NAHAHDNEIFHEXNWODHD 🛐🛐🛐 AHHHH
babe? get out the good dishes for our guests
Bleach Rose x Reader
A/N: Hello, this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction. But I wanted to give it a go, because I personally love this character. Please let me know what you think! Enjoy~
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You were doing well in the division going from an unranked officer to the seventh seat of your division. You got along with most of your squad members and you tried not to bring to much attention to yourself. Life was going well aside from the crush you had on your captain, but you decided that wasn’t terribly important. Sure, his looks were one thing to gush over. But his personality was the thing that swept you off your feet. While he could be a bit of a drama queen from time to time, you got to see the raw passion he had for the squad whilst he helped them on their feet. However Captain Otoribashi was a very observant man, and the thought of him finding out about your feelings caused you to avoid him.
You were sucked out of your thoughts when you reached your destination. Your heart was beating fast. you took a deep breath to calm your nerves and knocked on the door. You took a step back as the door opened. Lieutenant Kira opened the door, he had a soft smile as he greeted you.
“Are those from the sixth? Give them here.” You pass the stack of paper to him as he starts flicking through it. You glance at the rest of the office while you wait to be dismissed. There were a couple of musical instruments around the room, along with some items from the world of the living. This was also the doing of your captain.
"Well, if it isn’t seventh seat (name)! How are you my dear.“ speaking of the devil, there was captain in the flesh. You turned around to face him and gave him a bow. You took note of the pet name. The Captain had a willowy frame. and was fairly boney. Wavy gold locks spilled down to his shoulders partially covering his face. His eyes were a dark hue of purple as they looked at you. "Captain Otoribashi, I am well. And you sir?” you replied, a little flustered at his sudden appearance.
“I’m fantastic. It’s a shame I don’t see you more often, I enjoy your presence. Are you available for a chat?” His smile was warm and inviting.
"It would be an honour sir, but unfortunately I am a bit busy" You declined. Honestly, you did not think your heart could take being around him for so long. You were sure he’d be able to see through you and find out about your feelings for him. And you couldn’t take the embarrassment that was sure to follow with his rejection. He thought for a moment and then asked something else.
“Are you busy after work?”
"No sir" You began to fidget a little under his gaze.
“Great! Then how about when you finish up for the day, you come back to my office and we can talk. I’d like to catch up with you” He proposed, his smile gave you butterflies.
"Yes sir" You nodded.
"Brilliant!“ He then walked over to his desk and took a seat and began to do his paper work. Lieutenant Kira then looked at you.
"Okay (name), there’s nothing else I need you to do for me. You can go” He sat back down.
“Thank you Lieutenant” You bowed to the pair and began to exit. The lieutenant nodded in response.
"See you later my dear" The captain gave you a small wave as you left. Surely he had pet names for the rest of the squad. Right? ~~~~
As hard as you tried to do your paperwork, you just couldn’t focus. You were so nervous about later. Had he decided that he saw more potential in someone else and was going to have you demoted? Did you make a grave error on a mission and he was going to have you fired? Or worse. Did your captain already know about your feelings and was going to have you transferred to another squad? The uncertainty was almost to much to bear! Time seemed to be going faster and faster and there was nothing you could do to slow it down.
When it was five, you decided you should bite the bullet and go to the captain’s office. It’s not like you were getting any work done anyway. He didn’t look specifically upset when he asked to meet with you so surely it couldn’t be that bad. At least that’s what you told yourself. Most of the squad members had already taken their leave for the day leaving the office empty and quiet. At least if one of the possibilities you’d thought of earlier were to happen, no one would see you leave the office for the last time. An odd thought, but it brought you comfort.
For the second time that day, you found yourself at the door of the captain’s office. Preparing yourself for the worst, you knocked on the door. “You may enter.” you heard your captain from the other side of the door. You entered his office and shut the door behind you. Your captain was sitting at his desk, smiling at you. Putting away the paperwork and pens, he motioned for you to take a seat in front of his desk. You sat into the chair, sinking a little. Captain Otoribashi looked back at you and rested his head on his palm. “Did you finish your business?"
"Not really.” you felt a little embarrassed for not finishing your work.
“Oh? that’s no good, why not?” He looked a little concerned.
“I got distracted with my thoughts” you admitted.
“Would you like to talk about them?” he offered, seeming genuinely worried.
“Honestly, I was a little worried about meeting with you sir.” He nodded in response, letting you continue. “ I never had to have meetings with the previous captain, and this is the first time you’ve asked to see me. So it made me think about my possible future here at the third."
"I can tell you right now, this meeting is nothing negative. You are very efficient at your work, and I have heard nothing but good things from you from Lieutenant Kira.” He smiled. You relaxed a little, and he continued. “I had a question for you though."
"Yes sir?” you answered, preparing yourself.
“Why are you avoiding me?” His tone became a bit more serious. You felt you heart sink, you had no idea how to even begin to respond. So you tried to improvise.
“It isn’t intentional sir, I just- ” He put a hand up to stop you.
“(name)” His voice became a little softer. “ I’m not upset, I’m just concerned. I care about you like I do with the rest of my squad. I just want to make sure you’re okay with me, and I haven’t done anything to make you upset."
"You haven’t done anything sir.” you looked at the ground. “I just- It’s stupid” He frowned a little.
“Your feelings aren’t stupid.” He states. “If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. Just know my door is always open."
"Okay.” You let out a sigh. Might as well get this over and done with. He looked at you curiously. You looked up at him. “Sir, over these past few months I’ve caught feelings for you." His eyes widen a little bit, but doesn’t say anything. "At first, I thought it was just your looks that made me fall. But I love watching you interact with the people around you. The way you string words together sounds like poetry, and you do it effortlessly. I can feel the affection you have for this division, for each of its members. How gentle and caring you are to us all, willing to listen to our struggles.” You take a deep breath. “And I don’t know if it’s just the fact that people don’t normally treat me this way, but I can’t get enough of you. So, I started to avoid you because I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” You look at your shoes, a little nervous to how he’ll take this information. There was shuffling from his side of the desk. His index finger tilting your head up until your eyes met. He softly smiled at you.
“Please look at me, I like looking at your eyes.” His voice was soft. “They’re so pretty, I could get lost in them so easily.” He paused for a moment. “You know (name), I don’t leave my door open for anyone-” He moved his hand to caress your cheek. “-But I happen to favour you over the other members. Whilst it might be bad for me to show bias, I can’t seem to help myself when it comes to you.” The hand on your cheek moved to hold your hand and guided you up. He brought your hand up to his lips and placed a kiss against it. Your breath hitched a little. “I’ve happened to catch feelings for you too. So, if you’re interested, I’d like to take you out on a date.” He looked at you.
“I think I’d like that” You were a little bit in shock at his confession.
“And I’d like to trouble you with one more thing” He brought his other hand up and gently grabbed your chin with his index finger and thumb. He paused. “Could I please kiss you?” You nodded. He closed the gap between you two and kissed you. His lips were soft as he delicately moved his lips against yours. He smelled like vanilla. When he pulled away he didn’t say anything and he just admired you.
“Captain-” He put his thumb over your lips.
“How about you call me Rose? I think ‘Captain’ is a little too formal, coming from you.” He winked.
“Rose” You echoed, testing the name.
“Yes, my dear?"
"I like you, a lot."
"And l like you too”
Appropriate - Chp 1
"Introductions"
Summary: Loki x Female reader; Loki is banished to Midgard and he has to live an average life as penance...and you, a social worker, is there to help him along the way. Rom Com vibes. Pinning; emotional edging until we can't take it anymore.
Words: 5k (it's a doozy, but an important start).
Warnings: Some swearing, but otherwise fluffy, some angst.
Song to listen to while reading: Maestro
AN: I don't offer taglists anymore. Remember to reblog if you like a writer's work! Comments make my heart go pitter patter.
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“This is a prison, Brother.”
The Odinson brothers stood together in a nearly empty apartment within Stark Tower; Thor beaming with unbridled optimism and Loki with a scowl painted on his face. The very walls of the room made the youngest prince nauseated, the beige walls and cookie cutter interior design completely devoid of personality. It was a far cry from his grand chambers in Asgard. But this tiny apartment was now his to call home. He had arrived earlier in the day, fresh out of Asgardian prison to pay penance on Midgard. Loki’s arrival was mostly due to Thor’s pleading, arguing to his dear father, Odin, that Loki would be punished thoroughly just by having to stay on Midgard. Thor thought he was doing his younger brother a favor and believed a stay at the tower was a lesser penance.
But what Thor didn’t know was that he was right. This was Hel for Loki.
“You’ll get used to it!” Thor said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, but his happiness didn’t rub off on his dear brother, “I have a feeling you would like it here more than you think.”
Loki had begun to absentmindedly rub his new ‘jewelry’, magic dampening bangles that kept his seidr at bay. They were a brilliant combination of Asgardian magic and Stark Tech in the form of golden bracelets, the left engraved with ‘Reindeer’ and the right with ‘Games’. ‘A little razzle dazzle to make Loki feel pretty’ Tony said. Loki’s eyeroll was inevitable.
The feeling of being deprived of his magic was unsettling for the sorcerer, to say the least. Even in his cell within Asgard, he could use his magic as he wished. His magic became another limb to him, something that had become second nature to rely on. A muscle memory that he did not even have to think about to command. Even his strength and speed were affected by the bangles. Now his magic, his strength, and his speed were all gone, and he was in essentially trapped in this dull room to live in with his immortality the only thing separating him from the average mortal.
He rolled his shoulders, cracking his neck in a pointless attempt to try and shrug off the sluggish feeling the dampeners gave him. Loki’s morning was spent mostly with Stark, having the bangles placed and explained to him.
“Okay Reindeer Games, no one is excited for you to be here so this is how it’s going to go,” Tony sneered, activating the technology of the bangles with a few calculated taps on his hologram monitor, “No magic, no F.R.I.D.A.Y. – you can’t leave the building and you can’t access certain areas in the tower. If you try, there will be consequences.”
Loki quirked an eyebrow, “What consequences?”
Tony grinned, booping Loki’s nose with the tip of his pen and taunting a god as if he hadn’t been tossed out a window, “That is for me to know, and for you to inevitably find out.”
Thor slapped Loki right on his back, jolting his younger brother forward and out of his memories, “It will all work out, don’t worry. I have a feeling that you will like the Servant of Workers that will come see you, I am sure!”
That got Loki’s attention. “You get your own servant here?” Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad here after all.
Thor grabbed Loki’s shoulder, giving it a gracious squeeze that made his younger brother grimace and roll his eyes, “She insists that she isn’t, but what she does clearly makes her a servant. You know, Midgard, everything is always so confused here. The Midgardian’s will catch on soon enough. Are you fine, Brother? I have a meeting with the team shortly, but I don’t want to-”
The god of mischief took a generous step away from his brother, cutting him off, “Yes, yes. I am fine. Now leave me be!”
There was a moment of hesitation where Thor’s gaze scrutinized his brother, trying to read through any potential lies. Eventually, he decided Loki’s proclamation of ‘being fine’ was good enough and he left the apartment, leaving Loki alone in the Tower for the first time. Still in his fine Asgardian leather, the sound of his boots echoed in the apartment as he took this time to give his new dwelling a proper look.
Loki was familiar with Tony’s penchant for finer things, each room ‘sparing no expense’, but the room he was in was clearly made on a budget. It made Loki wonder if Tony kept this room for people he hated. The living room was bare except for two beige armchairs and an end table, doubling as a coffee table in the center of the room. There were no books or a television. Attached to the living room was a kitchenette that had a humble stove and an even more humble sink that was large enough to hold exactly one plate, and that was being gracious. Loki turned down a short hallway to his bedroom if you could even call it that. There was a small full-sized mattress that was laid unceremoniously on the floor. Loki leaned down to gingerly touch the comforter that adorned the mattress and immediately scowled. The fabric left a greasy, gritty feeling on his princely fingers that were used to the finest of silks. Of course, the offending comforter, too, was beige. There was nothing else in the room, except for a closet that had a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie hanging up like they were the finest of suits. His ‘new prison uniform’, Loki thought with a scoff.
Seeing the set of repugnant clothes was the last thing Loki needed for the gravity of the situation to finally sink in. Tear started to prick at the corner of his eyes, and he slouched down to the ground, his back against the bare beige wall of his new bedroom. This life was a far cry from what he had in Asgard, even in the prisons. He always had the finest of meals prepared and dropped off to him. There was always a steady rotation of books and most importantly…. he had his magic. Without it, Loki felt like he lost his sense of identity. So much of himself was wrapped around his ability to use magic.
Growing up, he was always the smaller, weaker brother when compared to Thor. Even though Loki could hold his own in a battle, Thor’s brute strength always bested him in one-on-one combat, and it was their mother, Frigga, that took pity on Loki and taught him magic to level the playing field.
Frigga.
Loki let out a choked sob as memories of his mother teaching him magic as a young boy came flooding in. The quality time he shared with his mother was precious to him, even more so now that she has passed. Losing his magic felt like he lost her all over again, and it was enough to bring him to the point of breaking. Time dragged with Loki lost in his thoughts, tears now freely flowing, and before he knew it an hour had passed.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of his apartment and Loki’s immediate reaction was to groan. Thor likely forgot something; the god was like a tick with its head borrowed so high in his brother’s business he couldn’t get out. With quiet steps, Loki stepped back out into the living room and listened, hoping that the guest would go away. Still, there was persistent, light knocking which was unlike Thor. But Loki certainly wasn’t up for guests and their questions.
“Go away, Thor! I may not have my magic, but I can still wield a knife!” Loki snarled through the door. Briefly, Loki questioned whether he even had knives in this dreadful apartment.
“Good thing I’m not Thor!” A voice called out from the other side. It was sweet, small, and charmingly melodic. The sound made his lip twitch up in a slight smile. It was the first time he smiled since arriving at the Tower and that fact was enough to catch Loki’s interest.
“And who are you, if you are not Thor?” Loki teased, inching closer to the door with each word until his nose almost brushed the wood grain.
“Um,” the voice giggled nervously. It rang clear and bright, despite being muffled by the door and it made Loki’s smile that much wider, “I am Y/N. I work for Tony Stark…well sort of. It’s complicated, but I am here to talk and help you, if that’s okay?”
The idea that anyone could help him was laughable at this point, and his dark mirthless chuckle was evident of that, “What could you possibly help me with?”
There was a shuffle behind the door, “Quite a bit, actually. Thor might have told you about me. I am the team’s social worker, and my job is to help you adjust.”
“Oh, the Servant of Workers? Yes, Thor mentioned you.”
Loki could vaguely here a curse, and a muttering of ‘damnit Thor’, making Loki bite his lip in amusement.
“Well, I am not a servant, but I can help you. We can talk if that’s okay? Can I come in, please?”
Even though he had been talking through the door these past few minutes, he suddenly became acutely aware of the dynamic of the conversation you were having and how rude it was – at least by his princely standards. He put his hand on the doorknob, but before he turned it and opened it, he flicked his wrist. When his intended magic did not come out to hide his still puffy and watery eyes, he considered sending you away. You seemed nice enough and gave him the option to decline meeting with you, but his curiosity was getting the best of him.
Wiping his eyes on the back of his sleeve, he opened the door and finally laid his eyes on you.
All breath left the god when he finally saw you, time slowed down, dreams and love had new meaning – and if he wasn’t so utterly, instantly besotted he might have rolled his eyes at how utterly cliché he was being. Greedily, his eyes raked over your form and soaked up every detail.
Your eyes were as bright as your laugh, a bit wide with surprise like you hadn’t expected him to actually open the door. The next thing he immediately noticed was your height; or you lack of it. Your small stature landed you just below his shoulders and he had to look down to see you and look he did. Stared, actually, with his mouth opening and closing as his once silver tongue turned to lead. Everything about you was stunning, no radiant, no resplendent – you’re perfection.
You, however, didn’t seem to notice his momentary brain malfunction and cheerfully offered your hand to shake, your other hand clutching some folders and a large book tightly to your chest. Loki saw how you looked between him and the rogue hand whose presence became more and more awkward the longer it lingered. ‘Do something, Loki’ he cursed mentally, yet he did nothing.
Slowly, your hand lowered and just a fraction of a frown ghosted on your lips, and it was enough to break him out of his stupor.
“Apologies – Yes, Darling. Come in, come in!”
He quickly stepped out of the way, and you walked into the apartment, stopping just past the threshold, and looking around. Suddenly, Loki was self-conscious of his beige prison. Caring about other’s opinions was something he did not display too often. Deep seeded threads of jealousy was also held close to his heart when it came to Thor, and that same heart swelling with pride whenever Frigga praised his magical skill. Of course, Odin’s opinion is a whole other layer of anger and tears, but now he found himself wanting to be in your good graces. To impress you.
Loki sped by you and his large frame overwhelmed his tiny kitchenette and began whipping open all the cupboards.
“Can I get you something?” His voice pressed and anxious, “Tea? A biscuit?” He frowned when he realized all the cupboards were empty except for one can of chicken noodle soup and a dinning set for one person. Did he even have a tea kettle? He truly had nothing.
“No, no, that is quite alright.” Loki’s frowned deepened and he looked to you, who had opened one of your files and clicked a pen to scribble some notes down. “So, like I said, my job title is a social worker and part of my job is here, and the other part is at the hospital. Majority of my job is to help you get what you need to adjust to your life in the tower.
You looked around, motioning to the practically empty apartment you both stood in.
“So, you are a servant? You fetch things for people?” You giggled and pressed your papers closer to your chest again. Already, Loki couldn’t get enough of your laugh.
“I am sure some of the people I work with think so, like Thor who won’t let that go,” You flashed Loki a pointed look that was filled with mirth, and it too made Loki laugh, “But, really, my job is to help you get adjusted. I am not at your beck and call.”
Loki leaned on the small island in the kitchenette with his elbows and limbs going every which way awkwardly. When did casually standing become so difficult?
“So, you also work for the hospital?”
Instantly, you lit up, and Loki smiled at the joy on your face, “Yes. It is my main job, actually. I work with children who have special abilities, much like yourself, and help make sure they get the care and tools that they need to succeed.” All your words were spoken fervently and the passion you were exuding warmed Loki’s heart.
“You’re kind then? To care for children like that.” Loki felt like he was stating the obvious. You were a radiant creature who loved working with children and now forced to help a monster – his spiraling thoughts echoed in sick repetition in time with his fingers that started to anxiously tap on the island counter.
“I would hope so,” You laughed again, your eyes darting to his nervous tick. You motioned to his small hallway, “Is it okay if I take a look around?”
Loki rightened himself quickly, “Right, certainly. Right this way.” He led you down the short hallway, to his tiny bedroom with the mattress and greasy comforter on the floor. The matching frown you both wore was telling. So, this wasn’t an appropriate living situation for Midgard either. Loki started to shift on his feet uneasily from side to side when you poked around in his closet and saw the only piece of clothing hanging, the sweat suit.
“So, you will need some clothes, for sure.” You turned to him and gave him a warm smile, a smile that held no judgement for his living situation. Loki, on the other hand, has his lips in a tight line. Oh, how far has he fallen.
“I can get you some clothes from Asgard if you’d like, but that will take some time. I would have to ask Thor.” Loki flinched at the mention of his brother, “Or we can go shopping tomorrow and get some clothes here. I just need to get some approvals first.”
This perked Loki up, “I thought I couldn’t leave the tower?” He recalled his earlier conversation with Tony.
You nodded, “That is true, but I have special privileges and if I get it approved, we can go.” Suddenly, you realized he might not want to expose himself to the world outside. The god wasn’t the most welcome in this city, “Unless you prefer to stay here? I could pick some things up fo-“
“No, no, no!” He cut you off, waving his hands, “I would love to go and get out of this infernal apartment.”
Again, your laugh rang throughout the small room, and it delighted him to no end. Did you always laugh so much – Loki wondered. Wordlessly, you walked out of the bedroom and back out to the living room and motioned to one of the beige armchairs, “May I?”
“Please do.” Part of him debated if you checking in with him constantly was out of politeness or fear, but you didn’t seem afraid of him. If anything, it looked like you made yourself at home when you perched yourself upon his chair. Your lack of fear confused him. Don’t you know what he did?
“Let’s address the elephant in the room, shall we?” You started and Loki’s breath caught in his throat, fully expecting his self-deprecating thoughts to come to fruition, “The horrid furniture.”
Loki huffed out a breathless laugh, “Yes, it is quite horrible.” You handed Loki the big book you had in your lap, finally giving Loki a view of your curves. The outfit you wore was modest – a pencil skit that accented your rounded hips and a demure blouse that had its top button undone, allowing for just a peak of teasing cleavage. Loki hadn’t noticed he was staring until you cleared your throat.
“That book there, that’s a furniture catalog. You can pretty much ask for whatever you want, and I will do what I can to make it happen for you. There are a bunch of options there, so hopefully you will find something you like. I know this place is a far cry from a palace, but I sincerely hope it can become home to you in time.”
Loki wanted to roll his eyes and scoff at the idea of this beige nightmare being his home, but the warm, sincerity that shone in your eyes stopped him. There was so much hope there, a brazen plea to give this retched tower a chance, to give you a chance. He turned the book over in his hands and let his thumb flip through the pages. For you, he could try. At least for now.
“So, now that we have that settled, the next thing is figuring out how much you know about life on Midgard. Would you mind if I ask you some questions?”
Loki leaned back in his chair, his legs spread wide and bursting through his leathers. There was a moment where your eyes flickered down to his muscly thighs. It was almost too fast that he might have missed it, but he didn’t miss it. With a smirk, Loki motioned for you to continue, and you opened one of your folders, pulling out some papers and clicking your pen.
“Some of these questions may seem ridiculous to you, so please be patient with me. I heard from Thor that you are very well read and are quite intelligent, so know that this is just standard procedure even with how silly these questions are.”
Loki’s face heated up with your compliment and keen observation. He hoped the pink on his cheeks did not show up as brightly as he felt them burn, “Go ahead, Darling.”
You flashed Loki and unreadable look after hearing the pet name but carried on as if nothing happened. “So, what is your experience with cleaning? Doing the dishes, laundry, vacuuming? Things like that?”
Several emotions flashed across Loki’s face – first shock, then confusion, and finally dramatic offense, “What?! Do I look like some oaf to you?!”
Your hands flew up in defense, “Remember, it is just standard procedure. I don’t think you are an oaf at all, or anything of the like, but I need to ask these questions to determine what you may need help with. You likely might not need any of my assistance, but I must ask these questions to figure them out, okay?”
You spoke calmly, clearly, and without judgement and that aura of calmness was almost a balm to the already anxious prince. Loki decided that your questioning was way worse than his time with Stark this morning. At least with the genius, he could hide behind his dripping sarcasm and cleverness, but around you he felt naked, vulnerable. It was unnerving.
He sat back as you repeated your question, folding his arms and essentially closing himself off from you. The prince took the time to ponder the question and he realized he never had cleaned a dish himself in all his thousand years of existence, let alone did his own laundry. If he did need to clean something himself, he had his magic to rely on. And what was a vacuum? If there was one thing Loki didn’t like, it was not knowing something and what made it worse, that fact was going to be made painfully obvious to you. So, he did what he did best.
He lied.
Everything you asked him, he exceled at. Cooking? A master chef. Cleaning? Meticulous to a fault. Midgardian technology? Child’s play. The whole assessment took approximately an hour, and it was the highlight of Loki’s horrible day. Conversation flowed freely between you two after he allowed himself to relax and be comfortable around you. The sound of your laughter bouncing off the walls and the soft smiles made Loki feel something that he hadn’t felt in a very long time. A flicker of warmth in his cold, closed off heart. Just a man, and not the monster he knew himself to be. At least for now, with you, he could pretend.
After your last question, you tucked your papers back in your folder and stood up with the smile that Loki had come to know and appreciate during your short time with him.
“Well, it seems my predictions are right, and you don’t need any help with anything here on Midgard.”
Loki smirked, “Of course not, Darling.” Again, you scrunched your nose at the pet name before making your way to his front door and spinning around, offering your hand that held a small card.
“It was great meeting you, Loki. It seems outside of getting what you need in this apartment, you won’t need my help at all. I will have some food and provisions delivered up to you later today and I will, hopefully, if the approvals go through, pick you up tomorrow morning to go clothes shopping. You can let me know what you decide on furniture then.” He gingerly took the card from your hand and looked at it. It contained your name, a phone number, and where your office was located within the tower.
“And then after that, you won’t have to see me ever again!” You chirped, meaning for it to be playful since it was obvious Loki hated this apartment, the tower, and you assumed, you as well. Little did you know that innocent statement had sent Loki’s reeling. These….feelings, feelings? Feelings for you were new, confusing, and Loki was convincing himself that they weren’t feelings at all, but instead an infatuation because of his recent forced living situation. Just something to pass the time. But he couldn’t ignore the panic that was starting to settle in his chest at the mere thought of never seeing you again.
Loki was so caught up in his emotional crisis of the heart to even notice that you had left, and you were already making your way down the hall and away from him.
“W-wait!” Loki called out, sounding a bit more panicked than he would like, but it made you stop in your tracks and turn. That made it worth it.
“What can I help you with?” You asked, after Loki’s long legs ran him straight to you in record time. For the first time, in well, ever, Loki felt slightly winded from the exertion. He placed a large hand on his chest as his breathing settled. Damn, these bangles!
“Well, Um..Well, you see – Here’s the thing…” Loki stammered, his hands stretched out and pleading while his mind tried to come up with a reason to get you to stay. You stared at him as he rambled on, not saying anything, with your ‘this man is crazy’ expression well-hidden underneath your professional mask.
“I lied.” Loki rushed out.
“What?”
The young god rubbed the back of his neck, and your eyes caught the stray curls that lived back there, free from his onslaught of gel, “I actually don’t know any of the things you asked me about.”
“What?” You repeated. Your eyes furrowed in confusion. Loki’s intelligence and cleverness was known by the Avengers, and you had believed every word he said when you went through the assessment. He even provided examples and lofty tales of his time in the kitchen or cleaning his chambers in Asgard when the maids were sick! And he lied?
You found yourself asking him about those very scenarios and if they were true or not in a tone that wasn’t as warm as when you first met him, Loki noticed. You didn’t like being lied to, that much was clear.
“I know, I know, I am sorry, Darling, but things have been….hard for me.” His voice lowered to a shame filled whisper, “I am a prisoner here, I know, getting the sentence I deserve, but I lost my magic, my home. The last thing I have is my mind, and I didn’t want it to be known that I couldn’t do, or understand, such simple things. I truly am sorry, Darling. Will you please help me?”
It was the sincerest Loki has ever been and it surprised and horrified him to know that all the things he said were true, and he was saying them to you. A stranger. But every time he looked at you, something deep within him told him he could trust you. It was a new feeling, a strange and confusing one, but one that Loki found himself welcoming with open arms.
“Okay, I will,” Loki let out a long, relieved exhale at your words, “But, no more lying, okay? We can’t work together if we aren’t honest with each other.”
The God of Lies gritted his teeth, instantly regretting his choice and feeling the first pang of guilt for lying to you, “Of course.”
“Do you have time to talk about some things now?”
“My schedule is wide open,” ‘Painfully open’, Loki thought. Again, he followed you back into his apartment and you walked into his kitchenette.
“Since you don’t know that much about cooking, we are going to do go over some basics. I will be ordering some food and other provisions for you, but it will all be very simple things. Canned foods, microwaveable meals, things like that until we have a more formal cooking lesson. Sound good?”
“Sounds perfect.” Loki’s heart fluttered at the mere prospective of even more time with you. The feelings of guilt for lying to you already a distant memory as he indulged himself in your radiant presence.
You walked over to the microwave that sat over the tiny stove, “This is a microwave. Have you used one before?”
Loki shook his head no and stepped right up to you, watching your every move. You turned your attention back to the appliance and started to explain the intricacies of using it. Loki, however, was not paying attention to a word you said. Instead, he was admiring all the little details that made you, you. First, he admired your long eyelashes, long and curled and they framed your eyes perfectly. Different colors floated about in your iris, little flecks that sparkled. There was also a slight flush to your cheeks, a rosy hue and he wondered if you could be blushing because of him. But his favorite part, oh his favorite part was your mouth. Loki’s eyes followed the curve of your cupid bow and around the edge of your soft, pillowy lips. Your mouth was moving, but he wasn’t listening.
“Most packages just show…..” Your sweet voice faded in and out of his ears as he watched you, “And don’t ever, ever put….”
Loki found himself leaning into you. His nose just lightly brushing against your hair for a light whiff, but that feather touch was enough to have you whip around to face him. Your eyes went wide at the realization of how close he was and how much he towered over you. You took a tentative step back and it made Loki frown.
“Do you have any questions?” You asked, your billowy lips now in a straight line.
“No, your lesson was quite enlightening, Darling. I shall become an expert of this…microwave…in no time.” He could feel the unease radiating off you. Why did he let himself get so close?
“Wonderful. I will see you tomorrow for clothes shopping, okay? Have a good day, Loki.” And with that you left, and Loki was alone yet again. The apartment felt empty, and cold now that you had left. The life bringing warmth that you brought followed you right out his door.
The rumbling in his stomach broke him out of his thoughts. He wasn’t sure when your food delivery would be happening, but he remembered the lone can of soup in his cupboard. He opened it and pulled the top off, unaware of how lucky he was since he didn’t have a can opener. The salty, savory smell of chicken noodle soup wafted up to his nose and he decided it was satisfactory enough. He dumped the contents of the can in his only bowl and stirred it with his only metal spoon.
He put the bowl in the microwave, spoon and all, carefully so he didn’t spill. Closing the door, he looked at the numbers on the appliance. It was then he realized he hadn’t listened to a word you said during your entire explanation of how to use this contraption. With a careless shrug, he punched in thirty minutes. He remembered helping his mother make a stew in the palace once and he thinks that is how long it took, but that was centuries ago.
For a few seconds, Loki watched the contraption light up and the bowl spin, but he quickly grew bored and sat down in his armchair. He ran his fingers through his hair and groaned. How was he going to live like this? Surely, he would waste away from boredom. Loki leaned back in his chair, letting his head fall back and soon the exhaustion from the day overtook him and he fell asleep.
Screaming smoke alarms woke him up with a start, and his wrists, they were burning. He cried out in pain and collapsed on soft carpet of his living room just as shield agents burst into his apartment, knocking the door right off its hinges.
“Get him!!”
26/50 favorite color spreads of Tite Kubo
BLEACH X SANRIO COLLAB
⬦⬩˖ bleach x sanrio ˖⬩⬦
Aftermath of TYBW
Finding each other after Ywach invades the soul society.
Includes: Jushiro, Shunsui, Shinji, Byakuya, Kenpachi, Renji, Ichigo, and Toshiro.
CW/TW: Angst...I think, but happy endings for everyone 🫶🏻 Plenty of fluff to go around for everyone.
Jushiro: Everyone had already lost so much and you weren't going to be able to handle the loss of your husband. You enter one of the buildings that was left standing, the hospital.
So far, you knew most of the captains had made it out alive, but there was no word on Jushiro.
Your palms are sweaty as you burst into the hospital full of people roaming in the hallways and loud chatter. Your eyes dart around and you sink down in your figure.
Jushiro and you were on opposite sides of the hospital, trying to see over the crowds of people. He clenches his fists and your eyes catch a glimpse of his silver hair.
A smile tugs on your face as you push through the other soul reapers and Jushiro's gaze meets yours. His eyes light up as you run over to him and practically crash into him.
Jushiro wraps you up in his tight embrace and relief washes over your body. You were at home and you were so happy.
"You're okay," you breath out, squeezing him as tightly as you can.
"I am, but I won't be if you keep squeezing me like that," Jushiro struggles to speak and you quickly release your tight grip.
Shunsui: Your feet thud on the ground and you pant heavily. You stumble over the rubble of what used to be buildings in the soul society and your feet slide across the ground.
Ywach and his army had just left and you couldn't find Shunsui. You couldn't feel him anymore and you were just imagining the worse.
Shunsui was barely holding himself up on the palm of his hands. Blood was running down his face and his right eye is gushing out fresh crimson blood.
Your jaw drops open and you fall onto your knees in front of Shunsui. He glances up at you, a smirk forming along his face and you frown widely.
"Shunsui, oh my god," you breath out, bringing up your trembling hands, but stopping before you can touch him. You didn't want to hurt him.
"Oh, come on. It could be worse, y/n," Shunsui teases you, grabbing onto your hands and rubbing your skin gently.
"You're hurt and we need to get you to the Unohana and the others," you demand, chewing on your bottom lip.
"I've got new responsibilities, y/n. I'm the new head captain," Shunsui points out and you shake your head. You pull away from his hands and cup his face.
Shunsui slightly winces at your touch, but leans into it, craving more of you.
"Not yet. Let me take care of you, please, Shunsui," you beg him, fresh tears glistening in your eyes. A pout dances along Shunsui's face and he nods his head.
"Thank you," Shunsui whispers and you pull his face towards you. He rests his forehead on yours and relishes in the peaceful moment.
Shinji: You were both searching for each other, hearts ramming against your chests as both sprint through the soul society. You were both injured, but on the better side than the rest of the soul society.
"Shinji!" you call out with a roaring voice. Shinji spins around and his face lights up at the sight of you. Shinji sprints over to you and he wraps his arms around your waist and spins around you.
"I'm so glad that you're okay," he breathes out, nuzzling his face into your neck.
Your feet are still dangling into the air as the tears stream down your face and you let out a tiny sob. Shinji's eyes widen as his eardrums fill with the sound of your sobs and he loosens his grip on you.
Your feet hit the ground and you slowly pull away from Shinji. His eyes rake over your face with concern and he places his hand on your cheek.
"I was so worried...that I had lost you. I can't lose you, Shinji," you hiccup out in between sobs and Shinji frowns widely.
"You will never lose me, ever," he reassures you, gathering you into his arms again.
Byakuya: You couldn't help the streams of tears rushing down your face as you laid your eyes on Byakuya, pressed against the wall and his sword on the ground.
Your stomach twists into uneasy knots as Byakuya's eyes meet yours. His eyes are full of agony, shame, and deep sadness. You rush over to him and he does everything in his power to hold himself up.
"Y/N," Byakuya calls out with a soft voice.
"It's okay. I got you," you reassure him, placing your hands on his shoulders. Byakuya leans against you and instantly falls down onto you.
He holds himself up against you, his chin resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you," he mumbles out, a frown tugging on his face. Your breath shudders and you rake your fingers through his hair.
"No, don't you dare say that. You did protect me, Byakuya. Now it's my turn to protect you, okay?" you assure him and he inhales sharply.
"Okay," he whispers and you give him a gentle squeeze, carefully not to break him in his fragile state.
Kenpachi: Finding him face down on the concrete was the scariest thing you had ever witnessed. You never had to worry about Kenny, he was always so strong.
He never gave up and a bitter taste had formed in the back of your throat that you couldn't seem to get away.
You drop down onto your knees in front of him and start to shake his body, hoping he'll get up. Panic starts to flood your body as the large man doesn't move and you stand up onto your feet.
You kick him in his side and he still doesn't move. Your hands become sweaty and you let out a shaky breath.
"Get up. Get up, Kenny," your voice starts out as a whisper, begging and pleading him.
Ikkaku hears your voice in the distance and starts to rush over to you.
The tears fill up to the brims of your eyelids and you bite down on your bottom lip. "Get up! Goddamn it, get up! Kenny, please!" you start to scream out and Ikkaku's eyes widen.
You start to leap towards Kenny when Ikkaku's arms wrap around you, pulling you back.
"Y/N, stop!" Ikkaku demands, but not before you get in one last kick. You become pudding in Ikkaku's arms, blood-curdling sobs leaving your lips.
Ikakku's loosens his grip on you and you drop down to the ground.
"Hey, you kick me one more time, y/n and I'll make you regret it later," Kenny's voice growls out as he slowly lifts his head up from the ground.
"Kenny?" you call out, sniffling as he groans and grunts as he struggles to sit up on the ground.
"Why the hell are you crying so much? I'm still alive," he asks, examining your face and you throw yourself into his arms. Kenpachi grunts as you slam yourself against him and he secures his arms around you.
"I'm okay," he comforts you, gently rubbing your back.
Toshiro: Heavy pants leave your lips as you hunch over on the ground, your fingers loosely wrapped around the handle of your sword.
There was blood everywhere, surrounding you. Your comrades blood and yours everywhere. Your lungs were burning and every inch of your body was covered in hot, sticky sweat.
A pair of strong arms wraps around your body and easily lifts you off the ground. Panic fills your body and you snap your head, glancing over at your shoulder.
You gaze into Toshiro's icy eyes and let out a sigh of relief. You rest your head against his shoulder and close your eyes for a minute.
"Are you okay?" you ask, opening your eyes and they glue to the blood painting his face.
"Don't worry about me, y/n. Are you okay?" Toshiro asks and you tug away from him. You turn around and Toshiro's eyes widen.
"I'm not really sure. This guy did stab me pretty good," you point to the sword wound sticking through your chest.
"Y/N," Toshiro calls out, his jaw dropping open.
"I'm sorry," you mumble out.
"Shut up!" Toshiro speaks through gritted teeth and your eyes widen.
"Listen, I have to be honest with you, Toshiro. I don't think I'm going to make it back to the hospital," you explain as Toshiro forces himself up onto his feet and lifts you up into his arms.
"Stop talking!" Toshiro raises his voice and you shake your head.
"I just want you to hold me, please," you beg him, tears spilling down your cheeks. Toshiro frowns widely and shakes his head rapidly.
"I will do whatever you want after I get you to the hospital okay? Once we get there, I will hold you forever," Toshiro rambles on, biting back tears as he leaps off of buildings trying to save you.
"You promise?" you choke out, glancing up into his icy blue eyes. Toshiro glances down at you and nods his head.
"I promise," he reassures you.
Toshiro did keep his promise once you woke up in the hospital. He laid in the tiny bed with you, kissing every inch of you and holding you with every ounce of love.
Renji: He didn't care that he was hurt and could barely walk. He didn't care. All Renji Abarai could think about was you and the way your scream echoed throughout the soul society.
Your scream rattled his eardrums so he pushed himself to sprint as fast as he could to you.
Renji freezes in his tracks when he finds you laying on the ground on your side. Blood covers every inch of your uniform and his breath shudders.
He slowly walks over to you and peers over your body. Relief washes over his body as he sees your eyes open.
"Renji, what the hell are you doing?" you scoff out as he grabs onto you carefully. A tiny gasp leaves your lips as Renji effortlessly lifts you up into his arms and starts limping away from the rubble.
"Renji, put me down!" you scoff out, smacking his chest.
"Never," he shakes his head, too prideful.
"You're hurt, Renji. You barely have the strength to stand up yourself. Please put me down before you both send us crashing to the ground," you explain, clutching onto his shoulders tightly.
"If you don't stop talking, I'll make you," Renji comments, rolling his eyes with annoyance.
"Oh, really? And exactly do you plan on doing that because you-" you ramble on when Renji presses his soft lips against yours.
You quietly groan against his lips and bring your hands up to his cheeks, your thumbs brushing his soft skin.
"I plan on kissing you again and again," Renji speaks, peppering your face in soft kisses.
"I see that now," you grumble out, unable to hide your growing smile.
Ichigo: Late. He was too late or at least that's what Ichigo thought. You were fighting in the soul society and he had just gotten here. His eyes were full of sadness and despair as he gazes over the whole soul society, absolutely destroyed.
Ichigo sprints through the destroyed walls and his eyes dart around. He's been running around for a good 10 minutes and he still cannot find you.
"God damn it!" Ichigo curses out, clenching his fists and shoving it into the concrete wall beside him. He didn't realize that you were laying on the rubble right behind him.
"Take it easy, substitute soul reaper. The wall is innocent," you croak out, your voice weak and fragile. Ichigo spins himself around and lays his eyes on you.
His breath hitches in his throat at the sight of you, laid over the rubbled and covered in crimson blood. He rushes over to your side and kneels down.
"What the hell are you doing? I told you to wait for me," Ichigo scoffs out, his eyes softening as he meets your gaze.
"I don't wait on you. Just who the hell do you think you are, asshole?" you still manage to scoff out as Ichigo grips onto your upper forearm.
"Your boyfriend who you should listen more to," Ichigo explains, lifting you up onto your feet. You barely stand on your own feet for 2 seconds, before your muscles start to ache and throb, giving out on you.
You stumble over and Ichigo easily sweeps you up and onto his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" you hiss out, kicking your legs in the air.
"Taking you to a healer. You're not dying on me," Ichigo speaks sternly, starting to make his way through the destruction.
"Ichigo..." you call out, resting your head on his upper back.
"What?" he replies dryly.
"I love you," you whisper, placing a soft kiss against his upper back and Ichigo smiles warmly.
"Don't talk anymore, y/n. You need to rest for now," he assures you, tightening his grip on you. Ichigo carries you the rest of the way to where the hospital was set up, knowing he loves you more than you could ever know.
Aftermath of TYBW
Finding each other after Ywach invades the soul society.
Includes: Jushiro, Shunsui, Shinji, Byakuya, Kenpachi, Renji, Ichigo, and Toshiro.
CW/TW: Angst...I think, but happy endings for everyone 🫶🏻 Plenty of fluff to go around for everyone.
Jushiro: Everyone had already lost so much and you weren't going to be able to handle the loss of your husband. You enter one of the buildings that was left standing, the hospital.
So far, you knew most of the captains had made it out alive, but there was no word on Jushiro.
Your palms are sweaty as you burst into the hospital full of people roaming in the hallways and loud chatter. Your eyes dart around and you sink down in your figure.
Jushiro and you were on opposite sides of the hospital, trying to see over the crowds of people. He clenches his fists and your eyes catch a glimpse of his silver hair.
A smile tugs on your face as you push through the other soul reapers and Jushiro's gaze meets yours. His eyes light up as you run over to him and practically crash into him.
Jushiro wraps you up in his tight embrace and relief washes over your body. You were at home and you were so happy.
"You're okay," you breath out, squeezing him as tightly as you can.
"I am, but I won't be if you keep squeezing me like that," Jushiro struggles to speak and you quickly release your tight grip.
Shunsui: Your feet thud on the ground and you pant heavily. You stumble over the rubble of what used to be buildings in the soul society and your feet slide across the ground.
Ywach and his army had just left and you couldn't find Shunsui. You couldn't feel him anymore and you were just imagining the worse.
Shunsui was barely holding himself up on the palm of his hands. Blood was running down his face and his right eye is gushing out fresh crimson blood.
Your jaw drops open and you fall onto your knees in front of Shunsui. He glances up at you, a smirk forming along his face and you frown widely.
"Shunsui, oh my god," you breath out, bringing up your trembling hands, but stopping before you can touch him. You didn't want to hurt him.
"Oh, come on. It could be worse, y/n," Shunsui teases you, grabbing onto your hands and rubbing your skin gently.
"You're hurt and we need to get you to the Unohana and the others," you demand, chewing on your bottom lip.
"I've got new responsibilities, y/n. I'm the new head captain," Shunsui points out and you shake your head. You pull away from his hands and cup his face.
Shunsui slightly winces at your touch, but leans into it, craving more of you.
"Not yet. Let me take care of you, please, Shunsui," you beg him, fresh tears glistening in your eyes. A pout dances along Shunsui's face and he nods his head.
"Thank you," Shunsui whispers and you pull his face towards you. He rests his forehead on yours and relishes in the peaceful moment.
Shinji: You were both searching for each other, hearts ramming against your chests as both sprint through the soul society. You were both injured, but on the better side than the rest of the soul society.
"Shinji!" you call out with a roaring voice. Shinji spins around and his face lights up at the sight of you. Shinji sprints over to you and he wraps his arms around your waist and spins around you.
"I'm so glad that you're okay," he breathes out, nuzzling his face into your neck.
Your feet are still dangling into the air as the tears stream down your face and you let out a tiny sob. Shinji's eyes widen as his eardrums fill with the sound of your sobs and he loosens his grip on you.
Your feet hit the ground and you slowly pull away from Shinji. His eyes rake over your face with concern and he places his hand on your cheek.
"I was so worried...that I had lost you. I can't lose you, Shinji," you hiccup out in between sobs and Shinji frowns widely.
"You will never lose me, ever," he reassures you, gathering you into his arms again.
Byakuya: You couldn't help the streams of tears rushing down your face as you laid your eyes on Byakuya, pressed against the wall and his sword on the ground.
Your stomach twists into uneasy knots as Byakuya's eyes meet yours. His eyes are full of agony, shame, and deep sadness. You rush over to him and he does everything in his power to hold himself up.
"Y/N," Byakuya calls out with a soft voice.
"It's okay. I got you," you reassure him, placing your hands on his shoulders. Byakuya leans against you and instantly falls down onto you.
He holds himself up against you, his chin resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you," he mumbles out, a frown tugging on his face. Your breath shudders and you rake your fingers through his hair.
"No, don't you dare say that. You did protect me, Byakuya. Now it's my turn to protect you, okay?" you assure him and he inhales sharply.
"Okay," he whispers and you give him a gentle squeeze, carefully not to break him in his fragile state.
Kenpachi: Finding him face down on the concrete was the scariest thing you had ever witnessed. You never had to worry about Kenny, he was always so strong.
He never gave up and a bitter taste had formed in the back of your throat that you couldn't seem to get away.
You drop down onto your knees in front of him and start to shake his body, hoping he'll get up. Panic starts to flood your body as the large man doesn't move and you stand up onto your feet.
You kick him in his side and he still doesn't move. Your hands become sweaty and you let out a shaky breath.
"Get up. Get up, Kenny," your voice starts out as a whisper, begging and pleading him.
Ikkaku hears your voice in the distance and starts to rush over to you.
The tears fill up to the brims of your eyelids and you bite down on your bottom lip. "Get up! Goddamn it, get up! Kenny, please!" you start to scream out and Ikkaku's eyes widen.
You start to leap towards Kenny when Ikkaku's arms wrap around you, pulling you back.
"Y/N, stop!" Ikkaku demands, but not before you get in one last kick. You become pudding in Ikkaku's arms, blood-curdling sobs leaving your lips.
Ikakku's loosens his grip on you and you drop down to the ground.
"Hey, you kick me one more time, y/n and I'll make you regret it later," Kenny's voice growls out as he slowly lifts his head up from the ground.
"Kenny?" you call out, sniffling as he groans and grunts as he struggles to sit up on the ground.
"Why the hell are you crying so much? I'm still alive," he asks, examining your face and you throw yourself into his arms. Kenpachi grunts as you slam yourself against him and he secures his arms around you.
"I'm okay," he comforts you, gently rubbing your back.
Toshiro: Heavy pants leave your lips as you hunch over on the ground, your fingers loosely wrapped around the handle of your sword.
There was blood everywhere, surrounding you. Your comrades blood and yours everywhere. Your lungs were burning and every inch of your body was covered in hot, sticky sweat.
A pair of strong arms wraps around your body and easily lifts you off the ground. Panic fills your body and you snap your head, glancing over at your shoulder.
You gaze into Toshiro's icy eyes and let out a sigh of relief. You rest your head against his shoulder and close your eyes for a minute.
"Are you okay?" you ask, opening your eyes and they glue to the blood painting his face.
"Don't worry about me, y/n. Are you okay?" Toshiro asks and you tug away from him. You turn around and Toshiro's eyes widen.
"I'm not really sure. This guy did stab me pretty good," you point to the sword wound sticking through your chest.
"Y/N," Toshiro calls out, his jaw dropping open.
"I'm sorry," you mumble out.
"Shut up!" Toshiro speaks through gritted teeth and your eyes widen.
"Listen, I have to be honest with you, Toshiro. I don't think I'm going to make it back to the hospital," you explain as Toshiro forces himself up onto his feet and lifts you up into his arms.
"Stop talking!" Toshiro raises his voice and you shake your head.
"I just want you to hold me, please," you beg him, tears spilling down your cheeks. Toshiro frowns widely and shakes his head rapidly.
"I will do whatever you want after I get you to the hospital okay? Once we get there, I will hold you forever," Toshiro rambles on, biting back tears as he leaps off of buildings trying to save you.
"You promise?" you choke out, glancing up into his icy blue eyes. Toshiro glances down at you and nods his head.
"I promise," he reassures you.
Toshiro did keep his promise once you woke up in the hospital. He laid in the tiny bed with you, kissing every inch of you and holding you with every ounce of love.
Renji: He didn't care that he was hurt and could barely walk. He didn't care. All Renji Abarai could think about was you and the way your scream echoed throughout the soul society.
Your scream rattled his eardrums so he pushed himself to sprint as fast as he could to you.
Renji freezes in his tracks when he finds you laying on the ground on your side. Blood covers every inch of your uniform and his breath shudders.
He slowly walks over to you and peers over your body. Relief washes over his body as he sees your eyes open.
"Renji, what the hell are you doing?" you scoff out as he grabs onto you carefully. A tiny gasp leaves your lips as Renji effortlessly lifts you up into his arms and starts limping away from the rubble.
"Renji, put me down!" you scoff out, smacking his chest.
"Never," he shakes his head, too prideful.
"You're hurt, Renji. You barely have the strength to stand up yourself. Please put me down before you both send us crashing to the ground," you explain, clutching onto his shoulders tightly.
"If you don't stop talking, I'll make you," Renji comments, rolling his eyes with annoyance.
"Oh, really? And exactly do you plan on doing that because you-" you ramble on when Renji presses his soft lips against yours.
You quietly groan against his lips and bring your hands up to his cheeks, your thumbs brushing his soft skin.
"I plan on kissing you again and again," Renji speaks, peppering your face in soft kisses.
"I see that now," you grumble out, unable to hide your growing smile.
Ichigo: Late. He was too late or at least that's what Ichigo thought. You were fighting in the soul society and he had just gotten here. His eyes were full of sadness and despair as he gazes over the whole soul society, absolutely destroyed.
Ichigo sprints through the destroyed walls and his eyes dart around. He's been running around for a good 10 minutes and he still cannot find you.
"God damn it!" Ichigo curses out, clenching his fists and shoving it into the concrete wall beside him. He didn't realize that you were laying on the rubble right behind him.
"Take it easy, substitute soul reaper. The wall is innocent," you croak out, your voice weak and fragile. Ichigo spins himself around and lays his eyes on you.
His breath hitches in his throat at the sight of you, laid over the rubbled and covered in crimson blood. He rushes over to your side and kneels down.
"What the hell are you doing? I told you to wait for me," Ichigo scoffs out, his eyes softening as he meets your gaze.
"I don't wait on you. Just who the hell do you think you are, asshole?" you still manage to scoff out as Ichigo grips onto your upper forearm.
"Your boyfriend who you should listen more to," Ichigo explains, lifting you up onto your feet. You barely stand on your own feet for 2 seconds, before your muscles start to ache and throb, giving out on you.
You stumble over and Ichigo easily sweeps you up and onto his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" you hiss out, kicking your legs in the air.
"Taking you to a healer. You're not dying on me," Ichigo speaks sternly, starting to make his way through the destruction.
"Ichigo..." you call out, resting your head on his upper back.
"What?" he replies dryly.
"I love you," you whisper, placing a soft kiss against his upper back and Ichigo smiles warmly.
"Don't talk anymore, y/n. You need to rest for now," he assures you, tightening his grip on you. Ichigo carries you the rest of the way to where the hospital was set up, knowing he loves you more than you could ever know.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi X Reader
"Change"
Warning: Fluff💕+ damn nasty Smut💀✨
"I wanna trust me, the way that you trust me"
"Ooh, cause nobody ever loved me like you do"
"I'd love to see me from your point of view"
—POV by Ariana Grande
The first time you met Mayuri when Urahara introduced him to everyone in 12th squad, you had your heart set on him. For you, Mayuri is easy to work with, you don't even know why everyone is having hard time with him. It didn't even take a month for you to be close to him, the way you accept him for who he is and match his energy brings you closer to each other.
Those beautiful eyes of his, those beautiful painted skin of his, those beautiful smile of his whenever he's getting excited with new experiment... You never know if he likes you the same way you like him, so keeping the love feeling for yourself is the best option because there's no way you want to ruin the special bond between the two of you.
He never treats you as badly as he does with others but you don't want to make preconceived assumptions about his small kindness.
Now that he's a captain of 12th Division, you can say that you work under him as a Squad 12's soul reaper. While everyone else trying their best to avoid him, you tried your best to get closer to him not just physically, but also emotionally. You are one of a few people that he's close with, but compare with Nemu and Akon, you're the closest one since hundred years ago.
"Captain?" You call for him as you slowly made your way inside the room. It's been a week since he locked himself inside his private lab, totally busy with whatever he's working on. Now it's middle of the night and all the researchers already headed to their own barracks, leaving the place empty except for you and Mayuri. "What is it? Didn't I tell everyone in this squad to not bother me?" The captain respond in such a low voice, hinting that he's drained out. His eyes never once look at you, only focusing on the monitor screen. "Nothing, just checking on my favorite person"
No respond from Mayuri, only the clicking sound of the keyboard being heard. Slowly you approach the captain and standing next to him, giving him a worried look. Your right hand touches his, stopping him from typing on his keyboard.
He groaned, too tired to push you away so he let you to do so. "I know you're tired, captain, how about taking a break?" You whispered.
"I'm not tired and please go away you're distracting me" he replied and and tried to push you away but failed, too tired to move his muscles. You smile softly and pull him from his seat. You're gonna risk it all, he is the man that you love and you should take care of him. Even if he probably will kill you after this, you just don't care anymore.
You know how much he hate it when people see him in such a fragile state so you hurriedly lead him to his own captain's quarters. It's not your first time going there anyway. When Urahara still a captain, he always asked you to help him tidy the the quarters for him so the place is familiar to you. But now the captain's quarters is not belong to Urahara, but Mayuri...
Once you guys enter the room, Mayuri pull his hand from you so that he can undress and heading to the bathroom.
"wait for me here, we will settle this once I'm done removing this paint..." he stated and close the door behind. For some reason there's no threat behind his words this time, he just genuinely wants you to stay there with him.
Around 15 minutes later, you find yourself fall asleep on his bed and immediately get up before he sees you in this state. Just in time he came out of his bathroom, wearing nothing but only towel that wrapped around his waist. You were loss for words, it's the first time you've seen him without his white paint and he's absolutely gorgeous.
"First time seeing me like this, isn't?" He knew what he's doing and it's driving you crazy.
Your hands moving on its own, touching his cold skin and caressing the scars on his arm. "Captain...." You couldn't believe that you finally see the real him.. "Y/n, this time just call me by my name".
Mayuri.. it's been a long time since you call him by that name.. ever since he became a captain, it's absolutely forbidden to address him so casually..
Mayuri pushed you down to the bed, his head now on your chest as he nestled against it. You were flustered, you never imagined yourself to be with Mayuri like this. Slowly you runs your fingers on his blue hair which made Mayuri felt more sleepy and in relaxed state. "I know you desired me, I know you love me since the day that man introduced me to you" He said in a low voice but enough for you to hear. "Holy shit am I that obvious?" This is so embarrassing that you feels like you want to slap the shit out of yourself. So he knew about this.
The tired captain didn't respond, only stare at you in such uncomfortable amount of time before asking you one more question. "Can I trust you?" He asked cautiously.
"Yes"
Now that both of you changed the position, you find yourself straddling him while slowly trailing your fingers on his scars and placed a kiss on it, admiring his body that you've never seen before. "I am surprised you're not afraid of me" he said which made you giggles and stares at his honey gold eyes. "Say something, idiot" he scoffed and smacked your ass. You yelped and accidentally pressed your chest against his, which cause something awaken underneath you.. "Hmmm? Seems like you got me excited" He smirked and smacked your ass again, this time harder than before. "A..ah! Mayuri" you accidentally moaned his name. "Why should I be afraid of you?" you pouted and playfully punched his chest. He wonder why and how you love someone like him, he wonder how is he likes in your point of view.
The special feeling he had for you grew even more when he sure that he can trust you. As someone who is cautious with everything and anything, it's hard for him to just open up and yet he just showed his real face to you...
You cupped his cheeks with your cold hands and give him a quick kiss before look at his eyes once more. "Please don't doubt me, my feeling for you is genuine" you kiss him again but this time on his forehead, trying to gain his trust.
Your fingers trailed the scars on his shoulder as you moved your hips back and forth just to provoke him more. Losing his patience, he pushed you down to the bed and ripped your clothes off your body until your skin was completely exposed to him as he removed the towel from his waist, revealing his huge dick to you.
"Is this huge dick of mine scaring you, girl?" The audacity he had saying something like that made you even more excited. You said nothing and look away, completely embarrassed by the situation you caught yourself in.
He took your left hand and placed it on his chest, wanting more for your touch before he furiously thrust his dick inside your tighten cunt without any warning. "Mayuri..!" You screamed his name and wrapped your legs around his waist.
"Be proud..ah.. having my dick deep inside your pussy.. is a privilege you know.. mmm" he said as his half lidded golden eyes looking at you with lust. Showing no mercy, he thrusts himself into your pussy harder until the tip of his cock hitting every flesh from the inside.
"Ma..yuri.. mhmmm I thought you were.. tired?" You said in confusion, surprised that he has such a stamina to fuck you like the beast he is.
"So what, want me to slow down?" He said teasingly, hips still moving but in such unsatisfying slow pace.
His eyes fixated on your bouncing breasts, smacking them multiple time before licking the sensitive buds with the tip of his tongue slowly. You arched your back in response.
"Mayuri..can you just please..faster?" You begged him. He could feel your pussy squeezing his dick harder than before and he absolutely prided himself for this. "Fine, since you begged for it" with that his thrust getting faster than before until your knees getting weak and your legs are shaking. "who do you belong to? Huh?" He asked in a husky voice as his right hand pressed against your neck. "Answer me"
"you, I'm belong to you alone" your answer satisfied him. A few more thrust and he felt something...
"Ah fuck.."
He whimpered and shoot his warm cum deep inside your pussy, not dare to move yet since he don't want to spill it. Your pussy now filled with his sticky semen and it feels so good...
He inserted two of his fingers inside your pussy, pumping it in and out. "Mayuri bae.. i think that's enough ah.." you can't handle the overstimulation and felt like you almost reach your second orgasm.
"Did you just call me your bae?" He said excitedly as he pulled his fingers that covered with his own semen mixed with your wetness and shove it to your mouth. "Say it again, I want to hear it" The blue hair captain sure enjoying this judging by huge smile that appeared on his handsome face. Seeing you struggle to get the words out is so cute for him.
"My Ma..yuri bae" struggling with your own words since his fingers toying with your tongue now. "Hmm?" He brought his face closer to yours this time, fingers still inside your mouth. "Mayuri..bae.. i love.. you" finally, the words he wanted to hear. "You're mine" he whispered and pull his fingers from your mouth.
Mayuri smiles at you before his body collapse to the bed. "Mayuri, are you ok?" You went into panic mode and try to wake him up. "My dick is exhausted and you expecting me to have any stamina left? Since you brought me here I should get my sleep" he murmured and pulled you to lie down with him. He snuggle against your chest, squeezing and playing with your breasts.
"Hey..Mayuri.."
"What? Can't your own man touching your breasts?"
Ok that caught you off guard, but that's not what you want to ask him. "What if you impregnate me?" The question you asked him brought him back to reality. Well he did cum inside you but he didn't remember impregnate you was part of the plan. After a few minutes of thinking, he has made up his mind.
And it will change everything..
"We will keep the baby..my love, I'll make you my wife and Nemu will have little sibling" he said and kissed your lips once more before both of you fall asleep.
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Nemu: Good morning, mother
Y/n: Mother..?
Nemu: Master Mayuri told me to call you mother starting from today, mother.
Y/n: omg * blushing*
Akon: I want to be the cool uncle—
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<3
Masterlist (updated 21/4/2023)
list of Genre: Fluff🧡, Angst💛, crack🖤, Yandere💗 Headcanons💚, Familia💙, Platonic💜, Romantic🤎, one shot🤍, story ❣, Female reader💕, Male reader 💞, Gender neutral reader 💓
BLEACH
Sosuke Aizen
I am the one who make you (Fake)🧡💚💙💓
My tool 💛💙❣💓
a child.. 🧡💚🤎💕
Espada
Nnoitra Gilga
Grumpy x Sunshine 🧡💚🤎💓
Nnoitra Gilga relationship headcanons 🧡💚🤎💓
Holidays together? 🧡💚🤎💓
Aaroniero Arruruerie
You stole my heart but I'll let you keep it 🧡🤎🤍💓
Sitting on Aaroniero's lap 🧡💚🤎💓
Ulquiorra Cifer
This is fine 🧡💚🤎💓
the perfect Fraccion 💚💜💓
Szayelaporro Granz
Sitting on Szayelaporro's lap 🧡💚🤎💓
a smartie like me fit perfectly with you 🧡💚🤎💓
love day you say? 🧡💚🤎💓
what are you doing, human? 🧡💚🤎💓
but there is only one bed! 🧡💚🤎💓
will you be the last piece to make me the perfect being? 🧡🤎🤍💓
Grimmjow Jaggerjaques
what an annoyance (lovingly) 🧡💚💙💓
Nelliel Tu Odelschwacnk
the friendliest friend! 🧡💚💜💓
Tier Harribel
Dating the dangerous shark 🧡💚🤎💓
my dear.. 🧡💚🤎💓
Arrancars
Yylfordt Granz
Ice Skating with Yylfordt 🧡💜💓
Date? Me? 🧡💚🤎💓
Tesla Lindocruz
I will always be with you 🧡💚🤎💓
Luppi Antenor
you tower 🧡💚🤎💓
Roka Paramia
...me? your friend?.. 🧡(little)💛💚💜💓
a friend..? 🧡💚💜💓
Quincies
Jugram Haschwalth
the important 🧡💚🤎💞
Giselle Gewelle
my living zombie friend! 🧡💚💜💓
Äs Nödt
the shyness of yours.. 🧡💚🤎💓
is that supposed to be scary? 🧡💚🖤💓
Visored
Shinji Hirako
lemme help you with your anxiety, babe! 🧡💚🤎💓
would a kiss work for making up to you? 🧡💚🤎💓
Lisa Yadomaru
well aren't you a lucky one? 🧡💚💜💓
Multi-Character
friend? friend! (Coyote Starrk x reader, Lilynette Gingerbuck x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚💜💓
Chaotic (Fraccion's in a reality show)💚🖤
more..SIBLING?! (the granz brothers x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚💙💓
..what a sweet Shinigami.. (the espadas x GN!Shingami reader) 🧡💚🤎💓
I fucking hate you (espada meeting someone like Bellatrix Lestrange) 💚
I AM NOT SHARING! (the Granz brothers x M!human reader) 🧡💚🤎💞
love..., LOVE!, love! (As Nodt, Gerard Valkyrie, Giselle Gewelle x GN!Human reader) 🧡💚🤎💓
perfection (espada x GN!Arrancar reader) 🧡💚🤎💓
GET OFF OF ME (Szayelaporro Granz, Nnoitra Gilga, Coyote Starrk, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez X GN!Human reader) 🖤💚💜💓
what the fuck is this creature.. (Espadas with a genderfluid child made by Szayelaporro) 💚🖤
you're related to who? (Espadas with an S/O who's related to one of the Espada) 🧡💚🤎💓
go! girlboss go! (Espadas (Excluding Barragan and Yammy) x Girlboss reader) 🧡💚🤎💕
Severus Snape
Navigation
Updated: 3/16/2023
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Series
The Keeper of the Diamond (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy) *our world AU/dimension* - 25 chapters
The Keeper of the Diamond 2 (Severus Snape, Valtor) *crossover between HP & WC* - 21 chapters
The Keeper of the Diamond 3 (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Negan) *crossover between HP & TWD* - 22 chapters
The Keeper of the Diamond 4 (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Zuko) *crossover between HP & ATLA* - 20 chapters
Christmas Special of The Keeper of the Diamond (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy) *our world AU/dimension* - 24 chapters
Friendship with the Potions Master (Severus Snape x Slytherin student! reader) - 40 chapters
The Long Lost Princess (knight! Severus Snape x princess! reader) - 10 chapters
Capture Bonding (mafia! Severus Snape, mafia! Lucius Malfoy) *includes a smut chapter* - 12 chapters
Lonely Man (Severus Snape x Muggle! reader) - 8 chapters
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One Shots
Flirtation and Jealousy (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy)
Always Alone (Severus Snape x Muggleborn Ravenclaw student! reader)
Mysterious Husband (Severus Snape x professor! reader)
Your Cousin Never Forgot You (Severus Snape x Ursa’s cousin! reader) *crossover between HP & ATLA*
Stuck under the Mistletoe Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 (Severus Snape x reader)
Shooting Star Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3 & Pt. 4 (Severus Snape x Muggle from our world! reader)
Best Babysitter (Severus Snape & Godson! Draco Malfoy)
You Lost Your Chance (Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape) *angst*
Regret (Severus Snape x reader) *angst with a happy ending*
Insecure Love (Severus Snape x reader) *angst with a happy ending*
More Than Colleagues (Severus Snape x chubby Ravenclaw professor! reader)
Do You Really Love Him? (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Harry Potter)
The Nargles Can’t Take Away My Love for You (Severus Snape x Luna Lovegood x Lucius Malfoy)
At Least He’s Happy (Severus Snape x reader) *angst*
Let Me Take Care of You (Severus Snape x professor! reader)
Who Will She Choose? (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy)
I Love Him, Not You Two! (Severus Snape, Helia, Valtor) *crossover between WC & HP*
Summer Love (Severus Snape x reader)
Professor Sevy (Severus Snape x professor! reader)
New to the Country Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 (Severus Snape x librarian foreigner! reader)
Switched Bodies (Severus Snape x professor! reader)
The Arranged Marriage Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 (Severus Snape x Death Eater! reader)
The Goldfish (Severus Snape x goldfish princess! reader) *Ponyo-inspired*
Emo Girl (Severus Snape x Muggleborn Ravenclaw student! reader)
Their Soulmate Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 (Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy)
I’m Here Beside You (Severus Snape x wife! reader) *angst*
Two Chaotic Cousins (Severus Snape & Godson! Draco Malfoy & Luna Lovegood)
The Dark Lord’s Cousin Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 (Severus Snape x Tom Riddle’s younger cousin! reader)
Singing to Him (Severus Snape x reader) *angst*
The Full Moon (werewolf! Severus Snape x reader)
Best Christmas Ever (Severus Snape x reader)
Dessert (Severus Snape x reader) *smut*
The Dance (Severus Snape x professor! reader)
His First Time (young! Severus Snape x shy Hufflepuff! reader) *smut*
His Bully’s Sister (young! Severus Snape x James Potter’s sister! reader)
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TKOTD One Shots (25 of Severus Snape)
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FWTPM One Shots (10)
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TLLP One Shots (4)
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LM One Shots (1)
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BONUS: Short Imagines
Severus Obsessed with His Partners Lips
Severus Comforting You if Work Went Wrong
Severus’ Reaction to His Crush Standing Up for Him to the Marauders
How Severus would feel if his girlfriend despises Death Eaters (except for him) + if his girlfriend hides her emotions
Severus’ reaction to Y/N being shy and preferring to be alone *Linked to the one shot “Emo Girl”*
How Severus would feel if Lily Evan’s twin sister has a crush on him
Severus’ reaction to his reincarnated friend having a crush on him & Them having a date on Valentine’s Day
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2nd BONUS - Drawings!
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I have another idea!
Snape x student!reader in which the reader gets a arm broken during a quidditch match and gets helps from the professor?
Broken Bones - Severus Snape
A/N: Hey! Thanks for waiting so long for this request! Hope it turned out alright <3
It was such a tight match. Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, 60-63, respectively. Harry, your best friend, was an amazing chaser, you have to admit. But you were, too. Hogwarts knew it would be a good game every time the two of you were against each other. The match had been going on for a few hours now, and everyone was growing tired. This was the longest match in a while and some of the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had made their way back inside the castle at this point.
You were several thousand feet in the air, scanning over the field for the small golden snitch. Harry was closer to the ground, scanning the area around him. And then he took off, fast as he could towards the south side of the court. You didn’t hesitate to go after him. The closer you got, the clearer you could see the small golden object. It was almost as if it was taunting you, flying just out of reach of you and Harry. It was leading you over to the tower where Hogwarts’ staff was seated.
What you couldn’t see, however, was the bludger that had been hit towards you. It was too fast for you to dodge at the last second, and it knocked you forward and off of your broom. You were sent flying forward, crashing into rows of empty seats where the teachers were supposed to be but had jumped out of your way. You landed with a gruesome crack as you landed shoulder first and rolled until your back collided with a row of seats.
You choked on a cry of pain as your hand loosened its grip, revealing the snitch clutched in your hand.
“Y/N has the snitch!” you heard over the intercom. “Slytherin wins!” Cheers erupted from your house at the news, causing your ears to ring. You’d be happy, except you were in extreme pain and it dominated all of your other senses and emotions.
You felt a hand on your back, and someone gently pulled the snitch from your hand. “Where does it hurt?” Their hand brushed against your injured arm and you screamed. “Alright, you’re alright.” You opened your eyes to see your Head of House sitting behind you. His black eyes weren’t soft, to say, but they weren’t hard, either. You could tell he was trying to be comforting.
Snape snaked an arm under your knees and picked you up gently. The movement caused you to cry out in pain, and then whimper a soft, “I can walk.”
Snape glared down at you for a moment, but it wasn’t harsh. It was almost teasing. “Not with the chance you may have injured your back. I will take you to the infirmary.”
Professor Snape made sure you made it back to your dorm room safely before leaving you be. He may not seem caring and comforting, but if you were being honest, he was the reason you weren’t caught in a panic attack when you were being treated, or even making your way to see Madam Pomfrey. Your professor’s calm demeanor kept you calm as well, and you made a note to thank him once you were feeling better.
Not "Just A Replacement"
W: Yelling, Fighting, Angst, Possible Break Up, Miscalling Names, Byakuya is an ass
P: Byakuya X Reader
E: This isn't for people whose names start with "Hi" sorry.
Part 2
"Well sorry for wanting to know if you're okay! I gave up bring a Soul Reaper for you! You wanted me to stay home so I could be safe. Is it so wrong for me to wish for you to be home just once out of the whole fucking month?" You cried out.
"Hi- [name]. You have to understand that I have work. I can't afford to miss it for me to be here doing what? Sitting around being lazy?" He replied. Your heart shattered. He almost called you "Hisana". After you had been married for 2 years and dating for 5, friends for a while before that and you were still just a replacement.
"Why can't you see that she's gone. Why can't you see that I'm the one that's been here with you for more than 7 fucking years. Why can't you see that I'm not weak. Why can't you see me? Was I ever here to you? Or was I just her?" You snapped. You looked at him, searching for anything in his face that would give you an answer, and yet all you saw was guilt. Guilt that you were never the real thing, just a fake.
"Don't answer that. I've found my answer." You said, turning away. You left his office, feeling that you never wanted to see him again.
You asked for Bleach requests and I will happily provide! Because I am an absolute slut for suffering, can I please request a super angsty Shunsui x Reader? **MANGA SPOILER** up until recently, the worst day of Shunsui's after life was when his best friend passed away... That was until he was absolutely helpless when seeing your mangled body. It was supposed to be an easy mission, how could he send reader, his lover, to their death? Thank you!! Love your work!!!
𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒊 𝒙 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: mentions of blood, mild gore, angst, death
Notes: Depression is a bitch ;-; I’m soooooo sorry this took so damn long. Even though you may not see it I really appreciate the ask and love your work 😭
He was gonna make it, he had to make it!
There was no room for error. No breath of relief or a second to spare. His feet fly over the ground, a blur in the distance as the cries of war and terror rage beside him. Yet, Shunsui could barley hear over the drumming of his own heart.
His heart rams into his chest, as anxiety clings to him. The moment the Tenteikūra broadcast with your strained voice, he fled. Seeking you out from the sea of mangled bodies littered over Seireitei. As his eyes scan over the area, he catches a quick glimpse at your form in battle with another clad in white.
Your eyes lock, and the color of crimson painted the air.
"S-shunsui..." you mumble.
The smell of copper, stronger than before fills the space between you. It had happened so quickly neither of you realized it till it was moments too late.
Blood splatters upon Shunsui's face, trickling down his cheek as you stood in front of him. Slowly, you both scan over your own body. Just above your breast, a gaping hole the size of a basketball greets your both. Shakily, you place a hand over the gaping hole before your legs give out from under you. Shunsui rushes down with you lowering himself as he cradles your frame into his. Your chest rose rapidly as you gasp for air, blood spilling from your lips while your body leans into him.
“Quite the fighter didn’t think she’d go down so easily.” A stoic voice breaks the small reunion. Shunsui freezes, yet he ignores the individual as he attends to you. Shunsui took your hand in his, gently squeezing over your fingers as he gave you a weak smile. His straw hat has long since forgotten onto the ground as he cradles you like fine china.
"Give me just a moment, can you hold out for me a little longer?”
He spoke softly to you, stroking over your knuckles. (Dark /light/ Medium ) Brown Skin that he remembers to glisten like diamonds is now dull, with blood caked to it. He lay a soft kiss over your forehead, some of your (loose/tight) curls tickling his lips. A sensation he relishes for a moment before pulling away.
Slipping off his white haori, he places it over your body. “I’ll be just a moment.” He whisperers while slowly rising to his feet. A loud bang sounds from beside you. Quincey had fired a shot but shunsui dodged, sadly the next string of attacks he wasn’t so lucky. Just as he dodged one, the end of the gun greets him as another shot was fired. Blood once again paints the ground
“Well, this is a problem isn’t it,” Shunsui said blood dripping from his left eye.
You wanted to help, you wanted to assist him even if it meant it would use all your strength. The feeling of helplessness a foreign thing to you, but just as you try to force yourself up Shunsui shouted to you
“I’M FINE…I’m fine Y/n…” gritting your teeth, you force yourself to sit up, his haori still draped over you. He flashes a quick smile to you and a wink, all before his battle began. 
Everything was muffled, the shouting, the clashing of blades, of all seem so far and distant. Like having cotton balls stuffed in your ears. Your lids threaten to close as each second ticks by yet, you dare not to take your eyes off them both. Even as it got harder to breathe, even as it got harder to remain awake. You dare not look anywhere else.
Just as it started it seemed to end all as quickly. Though Shunsui walks out alive, another part of him dies. As his blades slide out of the now limp body of Quincy. Not an ounce of satisfaction came from it. He knew it wouldn’t have, but he hoped it would have cured the ache in his chest.
“Shu…” you croak out painfully. Barely, were you able to get out his full name as you lay on the ground. More blood oozes from your plump lips. Discarding his blade, he rushes to you. Scooping you back into his arms as he takes your hand in his. Tracing soft shapes into your light-colored palm.
“You did well…I’m proud of you.” He whispers to you, a weak smile resting on his lips. Still, sadness swims in those stormy grey eyes of his. As you try to form words, more blood erupts from your mouth. Coating those two-toned lips he fell so helplessly in love with in red. Your skin, is cold as ice but he pushes it into the far crevice of his mind.
Resting your head on his chest, you nuzzle into him. Your (large/small/medium) size Afro resting under his chin. He held you tightly, gently rubbing over your cold forearm
“I…I lo….”
Your voice carries off, slowly before you fell silent. As your body goes slack. Shunsui's resolve crumbles with it. First a small tear, then a choked sob. Through his mournful sobs, he cradles you into him. Pressing you as close as he could
“I….I love….I love you too…” he cries out, the gentle breeze blowing his hat into the sky and out of sight.
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Kyoraku Shunsui x Fem!Reader~Kisses
Warning: none
“Something’s on your finger, give me your hand. Let me see…” Breaking the silence, he firmly takes your hand into his, holding it in his palm.
A little taken by surprise, you don’t object, allowing him to observe whatever “visible” spot he thinks is there. It’s kind of cute how he has to search for silly reasons just to feel your touch, when in reality he can just do it, without having to ask you. Still, you enjoy these little excuses, enjoying the comforting silence his little trick brings.
You watch Shunsui closely as he gently brushes his digits across your skin, tickling the area. There’s something special about the way he handles you so carefully as if you are made of porcelain. It’s so precious, you tell yourself, falling for him with each passing second.
“Your hands are warm.” your voice is barely above a whisper, and the softness of your tone snatches his attention.
When he lifts his head to look into your eyes, you feel your cheeks raise, forming a broad smile for him to cherish for hours. Your relaxed state brings him comfort, encouraging him to find more of these reasons just so he can feast on your shining eyes. Shunsui opens his mouth but you cut him off.
“You know, you could’ve just taken it if you wanted to feel my touch this bad.” You mouthed softly.
He chuckles, lifting your hand close to his face so he can trace smooth kisses all over it. “And miss this? I’d rather not.” he states in a warm, raspy voice, traveling down your arm. “Come on, isn’t this more fun?”
“It is, but don’t give up on surprises, okay?” You take your hand from him, playing with his hair instead.
“Never.”
Hello, I would like to humbly request some more Shunsui content 👀 perhaps FWB to lovers? Like him convincing reader he isn’t only wanting to see her casually anymore despite his reputation and their agreement. If you can include some smut you’ll forever be my fave ❤️
I can't reject a smut offer 😳 I'll write shunsui smut anywhere, anytime for the rest of my life. Please, delight yourself as much as I did for three whole fucking days, god
NSFW Kyoraku Shunsui x Fem!Reader - Sudden Lovers
Warning: NSFW mentions
Tags: fluff, shunsui being romantic, teasing, slight fingering, oral (receiving), intense lovemaking, praising, soft dom Shunsui, falling asleep.
WC: 3,9 k
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The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground, drawing your attention. Is it night already? How splendid, you told yourself, feeding off your thought of meeting him once again.
Your mind wandered around all day long, not being able to free yourself from his grip, but you didn't wish for that to happen. You had all the reasons to think of him, some making you ponder intently about your soon reunion.
It's been maybe a few months since you and Shunsui came to a mutual agreement of pleasing each other after countless days of intense teasing. Months in which he pleased you like you never imagined, making you feel wanted. He truly wanted you, or at least your body but that alone was enough.
You've had your eyes on him since you two first crossed paths, and the first thought his warm yet stern presence brought upon you was a deep wish to have him. But you weren’t sure if he’d ever hold feelings for you, not that he needed to, the simple fact that you two held a genuine connection that resulted in a friendship was enough. It was just really good to have a friend like him.
However, you couldn’t really restrain your pleasurable thoughts away. But let’s be honest, how could you not have them? The fact that you often found him taking off his cloth only to reveal his chiseled muscles like it was nothing, it took your eyes off whatever you were looking at. It just made you daydream of those moments frequently, but every time you’d question if it was truly alright to have such cravings for a friend.
Wasn’t it inappropriate? Shunsui was probably getting comfortable with you, thinking nothing of his plain gestures but what would you do instead? Fantasize about how you’d want that hand of his wrapped around your neck and pressed tightly into the corners of your line? What nasty thoughts, so nasty that you didn’t lift a finger to halt them because, after all, you enjoyed them. Why mess with your feelings if that’s what you wanted? It’d only bring more discomfort and worse and you didn’t want that.
You started by making innocent remarks, hoping to snatch his attention but you never imagined they’d draw him to you so quickly. Was he into you all this time? Yet after some time, when he came up with his proposal, you didn't take much time to consider it. It was a pleasant decision, earning you both nights of intense love making like never before.
You decided together to meet every two nights and go for hours without anyone interrupting your special moments. No romantic feelings, nothing to hold either of you from any other opportunities, it was as simple as that.
With him, it was like having a good humorous friend throughout the week and a man to pin you down and fuck you for hours until you were a mess during the night, rather a bizarre combination. It kind of amazed you this duality of him that somehow still held a hint of comfort and warmth.
All these thoughts circled inside the back of your head as you steadily made your way to his place. You were simply excited, to say at least, so excited that you couldn’t wait any more seconds to feel his loving touch overwhelm your body. You wanted to hear his words of sweet praise shower over you, making you feel desired and you were going to get them right away.
Facing the entrance, you knocked at the door only to be greeted by Shunsui frantically opening it. Startled, you took a step back but the beaming smile he gave you shortly put you at ease. He was happy like a small child waiting for the ice cream man to finally appear, something that made him seem adorable to you despite the solid build and mass of hair covering his chest.
“Y/N-chan. It’s good to see you again.” Shunsui spoke gracefully as his eyes traced all the way down to your body, feeding themselves off your hidden curves.
You felt his gaze all over you and smiled, propping yourself against the wooden wall so you could see that intense tint of lust flow in his eyes.
“It’s good to be here again.” You replied in anticipation, lifting your head as he gave a content hum before inviting you in. But you weren’t able to see the same powerful desire within them, was there something wrong?
You couldn’t even tell what was in them and it messed with you. There was something different with him, something you couldn’t quite figure out.
“I’d like to do things a little differently tonight.” His raspy voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you casually followed his lead.
“What would that be?”
“Have you ever had a man prepare a fine dish for you?” His simple question raised curiosity in you, that was probably the answer to your worry. But why would he do that? It was no need for such a kind act, after all, you weren’t his lover so why put so much effort?
“Not really.” Your reply surprised him and he hummed, seeming a little disappointed.
“Jeez, that’s a shame. Well, I’m glad I get to be the first one.” He turned his head to throw you an excited grin but it only placed more confusion in you.
Arriving in the room, you noticed the food neatly arranged on the table. Alongside, there were two fine glasses filled with alcohol and a bottle. You stood in place momentarily to process what was the meaning behind all these but a sudden sensation overwhelmed you. You felt happy he had done something like this.
“I hope you didn’t eat before coming here. ” The man exclaimed, waving to you to sit down and you did as he said, placing your hand on the table as you waited.
“No, I didn’t.” You spoke softly, not making sense of any of these preparations. There had to be something behind this gesture, something that would change the mood for the rest of your night. Did he do all these to perhaps announce he’d like to cancel your agreement? No, probably not, but what?
“Why not?” His words once again snatched your focus but the expression of bewilderment still lingered down your face and he took notice of it.
“I didn’t want to be late, Shu.” You chuckled in an attempt to mask your concern. “It’s not a big deal anyway, especially that you made all this food which looks really good.”
You felt a difference in his eyes. Shunsui shrugged his shoulders, following you with a louder chuckle.
“What can I say? I’m good at plenty of things.” He said, hinting at some other things. It was true though, his hands were skilled enough to do so many things. However, his words proved to be a pause. “But never mind that. You may be even an hour or more late, but please, eat.” His honest pleading caused a wave of shock to surge through your blood, driving you to watch him with surprised wide open eyes. “We can see each other anytime, anywhere, there’s no need for hunger.”
You felt the care in his voice, but the way he said “anytime, anywhere” stunned you.
“What do you mean by anytime?” You questioned, eyeing him closely.
Shunsui took a sharp breath as if he were readying himself for an announcement. His head lowered to the ground and he kept silent for a little, leaving you unable to ask the same question again. You have to admit, this odd behavior he was showing troubled you but once he lifted his eyes to your gaze and chuckled, you didn’t know what to expect anymore.
“Y/N-chan, I believe this little game of ours has gone on for far too long, don’t you think?” He mouthed softly, placing his hand close to yours.
“I don’t understand, what is this about?” Your inquiry intrigued him, it only made this moment better for him.
“This is about the end of our agreement.” His words hit you like a pointing knife but the opening of his mouth pulled you to continue watching him. “I don’t want us to meet every two nights anymore, I want us to meet every night, every day, every hour,” Shunsui exclaimed, drawing his hand closer to yours, causing a hue of red to flush your puzzled face.
What was all this about? You just didn’t understand, you couldn’t understand what he wanted. Was this his way of telling you you should meet more?
“Shunsui, I don’t think I’m following.” You stuttered, considerably overwhelmed by his statement. “What are you trying to tell me? What’s all this supposed to mean? Your words, the… the dinner? What are all these for? This feels so much different than wanting us to have more intimacy.” You protested a little but the more you talked, the more the pieces began fitting together.
“Can’t you understand, dear Y/N-chan?” He spoke teasingly, a little amused with your difficulty to grasp the situation. His tone placed a little comfort in you but not enough to help you think straight.
“No I don’t. Enlighten me.”
Leaning closer, he dragged his hand onto yours, placing soft circlings along your soft skin.
“Be mine, Y/N. “ it’s the simplicity of his wish that struck you. He said it so plainly, but the weight it carried was one you could hardly hold. “There’s no point in this little agreement, I love you, Y/N, and I can surely tell you have similar interests as I do. It’s as simple as that.” He firmly dragged your hand toward his mouth and placed a small kiss.
You stared into his heavy-lidded eyes, attempting to compose yourself but you couldn’t. He was… confessing his love, but how. It had such a big effect on you that you started recollecting all your memories of him gently holding you when you needed it, tending to your pain when you thought you were alone, the signs were always slowly showing up. But you couldn’t believe your ears.
You couldn’t lie to yourself any longer, you fonded the way he proposed his intentions, so much that your insides boiled with an intense need to hear more of his sweet tainted words. You listened to him closely, paying attention to the way his lips delicately parted every time the word “you” came out of his mouth.
You wanted him to mouth more, you wanted more of his praises to linger against your ear, you wanted his touch to tighten around your frail hand, to carefully grip your fingers and intertwine. Much to your desires, he was going to give you all that and far more, things you couldn’t even imagine.
“I wanna be yours.” You whispered, giving him what he wanted to hear. A little unsure of the heaviness of your words, you observed him with great impatience, wondering what he was going to do next.
But Shunsui only laughed in delight, reaching to land a few more kisses on your hand. Your body instinctively pushed you to lean toward him.
Both your gazes locked on each other, tracing little sights over your features. An unbearable craving to lash at him and kiss him overpowered your sense of admiration, and suddenly you found yourself tasting the tenderness of his lips. You slightly raised your body and settled on his lap, resting your body against his groin. Your hands reached for his broad-wide shoulders and seized them, pressing your weight on him. That instant, Shunsui felt his member harden and hummed in delight, welcoming you to do everything you wanted.
Truthfully, you played right into his hands. This was his plan all along, his strategy to win you over after nights of being unable to keep his mind off you. Shunsui never held hope for your confirmation, but with each day he spent with you, each night worshiping your body, he came to realize you were just what he wanted. No other woman made him feel the way you did, none connected with him the way you did so he had to have you, he had to be able to cherish you every second. He wanted you, but only as long as you wanted him as much.
Hearing you say “I wanna be yours” so seductively made him want to ravish you. Shunsui tenderly clasped your body between his arms as he took your kiss, furthering it deeper. He pulled you tight to his chest whilst his hands glided across your body in eagerness, causing you to let out a muffled gasp once his fingers clutched your torso. But he needed more, and he was going to ensure that you gave it to him.
“Please, let me hear you one more time.” halting the kiss, he begged in a raspy voice. His hands slowly traced down to your lower, clutching around the curve of your ass just to hear you gasp.
Intrigued by his pleading, your hand traveled down to his groin, tracing firm rubs against his stiff member. Its twitching made you want to wrap your hand around it as you felt waves of pleasure across your body.
“Then make me, dear captain.” You replied, holding him hard as you attempted to flick your hand up and down while glancing at him passionately.
You could already feel the incoming shift of the situation just by the way his eyes turned hungry.
Make you? Oh, he was going to make you do so much more than tiny pants, he was going to fuck you so good that you’d mewl his name for days. You wouldn’t stop thinking of his cock buried deep inside your walls for the rest of your life with the way he was going to treat you tonight.
You cried out as Shunsui curled his free hand narrowly around your breast and applied pressure. Meanwhile, his other hand sank deeper and squeezed your ass, making you moan louder. It pushed you to buckle your hips in search of friction but the suddenness of him moving your body at a steady pace forced you to gasp. Dissatisfied with how little he was doing, his lips pressed back onto yours but when you opened your mouth, urging him to explore, he made sure no corner was left untouched.
“Make you, you say? I'll make you scream my name, my dear.” he smiled through the kiss, attempting to hold his yearning to just pin you down and fuck you. He wanted to savor every single moment of your heated intimacy.
Swiftly sliding his hands below your legs, he laid you down. The sensation of his touch slowly faded away as you opened your eyes only to see him rise upon his knees. It was a sight to gape at.
Shunsui removed his garment as he towered over you, and exposed a pair of chiseled muscles with traces of sweat running down the hair. You couldn't take your eyes off him and admired every bit of his build with eager eyes, watching closely as a wide grin blossomed on his face.
A chuckle escaped his mouth before he frantically leaned down to place more molting kisses against those smooth lips of yours. His hands desperately explored your sensitive areas, one setting on your breast whilst the other went all down to your love box and pressed deep enough for you to whimper. He couldn't take it any longer to feel your body. He tried to pull away your cloth but the hardness of the material made it difficult and there wasn't any more time to waste.
Left with no choice, he ripped it off, finally revealing the pair of tender breasts you've been hiding away. He quickly moved his fingers and seized the nipple between his pads, impatient to see you scream below him. He gave it such a firm squeeze that it yielded you to moan. But that wasn't going to be all. His mouth traced down to the line of your neck and nibbled your skin so hard that you felt your walls clench with the need for his cock.
You shuddered in pure bliss, but the motion of his second hand sliding under your clothes and smoothly circling your clit had you scream. Your hips moved in rhythm with him, swaying with every nudged flicker of his fingers.
How much was he going to tease you like this? You couldn't take it any longer, you just wanted to feel him inside.
“Shunsui, please, no more of this,” you begged through heavy pants, hoping your pleading would break his composure but he only hummed.
“Already this needy, my darling?” he questioned teasingly, caressing his finger around your entrance. Your mouth dropped ajar as it barely slipped inside and a faint moan crept out.
“Please,” your simple wail sufficed as it made his hand pull away from your folds, causing you to toss your head back in frustration.
Oh, but how could he say no to you? “Of course, darling.” he tilted his head to place smooth kisses on your forehead.
Firmly, he effortlessly grabbed your whole body and pinned you down to lay flat on your stomach. You couldn't even realize it until you felt as light as a feather being carried away by the intense wind.
His hand traveled down your lower to lift your bottom but you were quick to do it instead. What a good girl, he thought to himself as he impatiently raised on his knees to grip his pants.
You turned your head back to watch what he was doing but when you saw him frantically pull the remaining of his clothes away, your eyes widened. The image of his cock popping off his underwear and twitching brought an ache in your lower.
“Spread your legs.” You let out a muffled groan as he demanded, watching you intently until you did as he said.
You couldn't take the grin he was giving you. Maybe if you arched your back good enough, it would delight him so much that he wouldn't be able to keep himself away from you anymore.
Drenched in your own juiciest, you slowly jerked your whole body to both sides as you lifted your ass higher, snatching his attention. Right when he intended to press his body against yours, an overwhelming impulse absorbed him. His member twitched whilst his eyes trailed around your wiggly skin and then down to your revealed folds.
You wondered whether you had unintentionally prompted him to change his mind just by the way his lips opened, yet the image of him devouring you had you quiver. You wrenched your body steadier with a more piercing gaze, enticing him to have a taste.
It was driving him crazy, but did he really think he'd be the only one to gain the upper hand?
You granted him motivation by bringing your ass way closer to him while grinning. Shunsui needed that push, thus he bent himself and rested his face in your folds. There it was, the sweet aroma of your juices, and it was all his. No one could indulge in it other than him, how content it made him.
In order to make sure he licked every possible spot, his tongue trailed all around. You felt his hands restrain your thighs and tug you into an intense embrace, only allowing you to push yourself back.
While he swiftly swirled and nibbled your wet folds, you whimpered his name, giving music to his ears. Your drench was too good to be wasted away, so he wasn't going to miss a single drop you gave him.
“Shunsui.” you moaned loudly and collapsed to the ground as the tip of his tongue began circling around your clit. “Ohhh… Shunsui…” Your chant made him grunt as he teased your entrance until nothing you said was intelligible. Noises so praiseworthy that he wished to tend to but he wasn't going to make them stop by pulling his lips.
You were so soaked, so good to be inside of, he simply couldn't stop himself. But his twitching tip wasn't as patient as him, urging him to get over you and fuck you already. Shunsui raised his eyes and began giving you warm kisses all over once he felt you were prepared enough to take him.
When he halted his motions, you figured out what he was about to do and wanted to see it with your own eyes but the sensation of his head already poking inside you sent shivers down your spine. You didn't expect him to be equally hasty to be inside as you.
“Fuck..” you mumbled as his hands clenched your waist and slowly motioned you to fit more of him. Your walls clenched around his pulsing cock as you became louder than before.
“Say it again.” he ordered in a grunt, thrusting deeper in you while he simultaneously pulled your body closer.
“Fuck me harder…” words barely came out as you trembled below him.
“Beg.” you couldn't believe what he was doing to you, but you needed him to push faster so badly.
“Please Shunsui…” you panted heavily, trying to do it yourself but the force of his hands made it impossible. You were unable to do anything, but convince him. “Please…”
“What a good girl,” he praised in a husky voice before shoving himself all the way inside, making you let out a sharp cry.
You felt his pace grow steadier and it burned, he was brushing the right spot so good that you swear he had never done you like that before. This was what you rightfully deserved, and from then on he was going to give you even more.
“So lovely right now…” he moaned in a deep, throaty voice. “You clench me so tightly, Y/N.” he grimaced as he buckled his hips rougher.
Trembling, you felt the approach of your orgasm and moaned in rhythm with him. Once Shunsui realized that you weren't moving much, he promptly bent himself and stretched one of his hands to your lower to rub yours while the other held his weight. You cried out from all the stimulation as he breathed heavily against your ear. He felt how close you were just by the way you pulsed greedily.
“You can do it, sweetheart. Cum. “ he urged, bucking sloppy thrusts as his own climax was on the edge too.
It only took a few more strokes to your g spot for you to shout aloud and slump to the ground as he was still hugging you tightly, allowing his cream to finally spill inside of you. You began to pant as guttural grunts emerged from his mouth while the warmth of his semen flowed deep inside.
As he pulled away and shifted to his side to lie down, Shunsui firmly held your body and drew you into his embrace. He softly carried you into his arms, where he cuddled you while massaging your skin.
You meant to drag your hand to rub his chin but the exhaustion had torn you up so much that all you could do was place a loving kiss on his shoulder as you slowly dozed off.
“I love you…” were your last words as you fell asleep, making him hum in delight that he made you feel this good. It brought so much happiness in him to see you this comfortable.
Shunsui smiled at how precious you were and gave you a hearty kiss on the forehead while muttering soft words to you as he began to drift off too.
hello! could i maybe request a yandere wally x reader where the reader is suspiciously compliant with wally? almost to the point where he thinks the reader is putting on an act just to escape later on (which the reader totally could if they were bold enough to think wally was falling for their obvious act!)
| I'm honestly excited for this one bc I can finally slap a lot of my ideas down for this- |
- the first time he forcibly took you into home and made sure you'd stay at his own home you were so compliant to the point where as soon as he locked you in he wasn't worried about you escaping.
- he even gave you the okay to be able to leave his room , just really made sure you didn't leave home by telling home to lock you in no matter what either he be in the house or not.
- oh but you're silly aren't you? he isn't dumb. or well he thinks he isn't since he fully believes this is a little act that you're pulling so he doesn't hurt you or do anything to you even if the most he would do is stare..and stare.
- the more he watches you the more he noticed how comfortable you seemed at his house and even comfortable enough to talk to home (who responded in its own little ways).
- he kept having this growing anxiety of you leaving because he was gone most of the day , he couldn't seem suspicious to the other neighbors and doesn't speak a word about you suddenly going missing.
- you had gotten bold though and were sure you could escape late at night. as you slowly sat up trying to make sure the bed didn't creak you slipped out and were able to find your shoes and put them on. you quietly stepped down the hallway till there was a loud squeak from one of the doors..you had forgotten home entirely.
- “ oh darling..why are you leaving me? ” wally asked softly as he messed with a few bits of the fabric of his robe. his hair silky and down enough to cover one of his eyes as he stared right at you. “ did I do something wrong? ” his stare became intense and almost crazed as he stepped closer..and closer. you couldn't speak a single word.
- “ or did you think you could leave me? ” he said as he harshly grasped your wrist cause you to flinch. “ nono of course not wally! I was getting up to get a glass of water- ” “ you don't need shoes for a glass of water. ” you've never heard his tone so low before but in all honesty it was intimidating despite his height. he pulled you right back into his room and took it upon himself to force you back into bed and digged around his room for a few short seconds before taking a long piece of silky material. he walked over and placed your hands in front of you before tying the silky material into a pretty bow. “ oh look at that..a pretty way to keep you right here. ” he hummed, happy you didn't struggle one little bit.
- after tucking you in and getting cozy right beside you he didn't close his eyes all he did was stare at you. his wide eyes watching your every breath and movement. you had no choice but to try and sleep even if this monsters eyes were on you like prey.
If you're still taking writing requests, could you do possessive Wally headcanons?
*cracks knuckles* oh anon, i most certainly can 😈 yandere!Wally fans (me too 😳), this one's for you! (this is less headcanons and more a oneshot... kinda wanna write the whole thing 🙈)
content warnings for possessive behaviour, manipulation, threats, arson, entrapment and kidnapping!
Possessive/Yandere!Wally Darling x Reader headcanons
👁 it all started so well. Wally was a Darling both in name and behaviour, and you fell hard and fast. such an attentive sweetheart, from the moment you moved into the neighbourhood it was as if he were always at your side. anywhere else, you may have been unnerved, but Wally's simple warmth and easy smile dispelled all of your doubts. while you tried to spread your time equally between your kind new neighbours, you somehow always found yourself in Wally's presence, talking to him for hours.
👁 in time, you found yourself becoming bolder. you start returning Wally's curious glances, and soon allow your eyes to linger a touch longer than they should. curiously (and with a little bit of a thrill), you notice that Wally seems incapable of breaking eye contact - no matter how long you stare, he'll always stare right back, unperturbed.
👁 one day, you find yourself closer to Wally than usual. you're half-pressed against one another on your sofa, Wally's cheek nestled in the crook of your shoulder. he's drawing something in his sketchbook: an indistinct, wobbly shape that you can't make heads or tails of. while Wally's right hand scribbles furiously with his pencil, the fingers of his unoccupied left hand spill at your side, reflexively clenching every now and again with the automatic motions of his drawing.
👁 the closeness imbues you with a newfound confidence. you take a breath, steady yourself...and reach across, brushing your fingers lightly across Wally's own. Wally's eyes snap towards you. for a moment, his pupils blow so wide you think they might just swallow you.
👁 the next day, your house catches fire. such an incident is unheard of in this neighbourhood, and all your neighbours are horrified for you. however, Wally is strangely calm. "I'm sorry you lost so much," he says, still smiling. "Would you like to live with me?"
👁 you're shaken - but accept Wally's offer. the shock of the fire takes a few days to wear off, but nothing could be more unsettling than living in close quarters with Wally Darling. existing within the living, breathing (creaking? squeaking) walls of his Home has an atypical effect on the puppet. Wally's voice is lower, and he moves with more purpose, as if he and Home are one and the same: symbiotic entities which exist in tandem with one another.
👁 to add to your creeping sense of dread, Wally flips the script on your personal space. now he is the one letting his fingers slip easily around your waist, and fixing you with uncomfortable, impossible-to-ignore stares. you try to laugh off his behaviour, questioning him openly if he enjoys having you as a guest so much. for once, Wally doesn't smile when he replies, "I love you living with me."
👁 it isn't until a week has passed that you learn all the doors are locked, and Wally never gave you a key. you try wrestling with the door handle, but it doesn't budge. then you try the windows, but they're sealed shut. 'I'm not trapped!' you think to yourself. 'Wally is just being a good neighbour - he wants to keep me safe.' but that still doesn't stop you from panicking, scouring the house for the heaviest thing you can find and trying to smash the window. the glass does not break. Home suddenly groans with the sound of a thousand old floorboards and overloaded pipes - a dreadful, ear-rending noise - causing the glass in the window to triple in height and thickness right before your eyes.
👁 terrified, you scramble backwards to run out of the kitchen - only to run smack into Wally. you collapse to the floor and gaze up at Wally, standing in the doorway with his hands tucked behind his back, that cat's smile of his holds some private amusement.
👁 "did you try to leave Home?" Wally asks. "Silly, silly." he takes a step towards you, and then another - slow and loping steps, his cute puppet form now moving in a way equal parts unnatural and sinister. he crouches next to you, those eyes now whirlpools of void which obscure all but the slight white rim of his scleras. "Try again," Wally whispers. "I'd like that very much."
Can you write Wally tending to a GN reader SH scars after noticing them, if u don't want that's chill but oml I love how you write him 👌
Sure can do!
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⚠️CW // this story contains self-harm, talk about depression, talk about feeling worthless. Please read at your own caution⚠️
Art done by: @/partycoffin
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You haven't been the same these past few weeks. You stopped hanging around your friends. Stopped accepting their invites to go out a play.
Julie asked if you wanted to come over and play business woman and play the role of her assistant like you always did....You declined.
Frank asked if you wanted to go and look at some butterflies with him at the park because they were your favorite bugs. You told him another time.
Eddie asked if you wanted to help him deliver some mail because you always enjoyed walking around in your little mailman uniform. You said you were too busy.
Wally...Wally darling had invited you to come over to his house so you could do your casual afternoon finger painting. You had always loved painting with wally. And sharing your silly little artworks after they dried. You enjoyed it so very much. Sitting on the ground, painting in silence and exchanging glances.
It was nice.
"Oh...I'm really sorry wally but- I think I might just stay home today. Maybe we can paint next week. I'll...talk to you later. Goodbye." You hung up the phone before wally could even respond. It was at that moment he knew something was wrong. You sounded very weak and tired. Almost as if you'd been crying before he called you. He took notice that you barely even stepped out of your house anymore. And if you did it was only for a little bit so you could get some fresh air. And you always wore a long sleeved sweater while outside. Which strange to the curious fellow. It was warm out so what was the need to wear a sweater?
Wally put down his phone and walked over to the window staring outside. Straight to your house. He caught you at the right moment. There you were. Wearing that same sweater as you stepped out the door and let out a small stretch and yawn. That was when wally caught a glimpse of your exposed wrist. It looked like some repeatedly scratched at your skin till it was red and bleeding. Something was most definitely wrong.
"Hmm...I think (y/n) is hiding something...don't you think home?" Wally asked, his chin resting at the palm of his hand as he continued to stare at you getting some fresh air before quickly walking back inside your house again. Home creaked in response. "It seems she doesn't us to know about something...I'll go over and ask." Wally mumbled to himself as he stepped outside and headed over.
Just as he was making his way to your house Julie spotted her neighbor and skipped over towards him. "Hey wally! Are you heading over to (y/n)'s house?" She asked in a curious tone. "Yes I am Julie. I would like to ask why (y/n) hasn't come out to play with us these past few days." Julie reached down and grabbed the others hands. "Will you please let (y/n) know that we all miss playing with them? I've been playing business women with frank but he just makes it boring!" Julie cried. "Hey! I heard that julie!" Frank shouted as he stomped over to the 2 other neighbors. "If you didn't start destroying things everytime we set up our office maybe I'd be more into it." Frank scolded before letting out a sigh. "Wally I assume you're heading to (y/n)'s house?" Frank asked. Wally hummed and nodded. "Kindly let us know if there's anything we can do for them. I've been getting awfully worried lately." Wally nodded again, growing eager to get to your house already. "I'll let them know you're all wo-"
"HEY GUYS! ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT (Y/N)?"
Eddie called out a couple feet away as he waved his arms in the air. "Eddie! Keep it down! We don't want (y/n) to know!" Frank huffed placing his hands on his hips. Eddie let out a small chuckle. "Whoops, sorry bout that. Oh! Wally you're heading over to (y/n)'s house now right?" Eddie asked. "Yes I am." Wally simply responded. Eddie stuffed his hand into his bag and pulled out a stack of mail handing it over to the smaller puppet. "Could ya give these to (y/n)? Last time I tried handing them their mail they didn't answer the door so I just kept them for safety." Wally nodded and grabbed the mail. It was quite a thick stack too.
"OH- and also could you-" "OK THAT'S ENOUGH! We're keeping wally here far too long now he's probably waiting for us to stop yapping! Go on and go over to (y/n)'s house already Wally and, let us know how it goes." Frank quickly spoke before h dragged Julie and Eddie by their hands before they could open their mouths once more.
Wally softly chuckled to himself before have continued to make his way towards your house. He softly knocked on the door 3 times and waited for you to answer. "Hello? (Y/n) it's me wally. Are you home?" He asked in his soft voice. Just before he thought you wouldn't answer the sound of the door know jiggle caught his attention. You slowly opened the door looking up at the dopey eyed puppet. "Oh, uh...hi wally. Is there...something you needed?" You asked only peeking your head out. "Eddie wanted me to give you these." Wally handed you the mail. Your eyes slightly widened at the amount there was. You kept yourself from pouting. "Oh geez. Thank you for giving these to me wally." You spoke in that unusual weak tone. "You're very welcome neighbor."
The 2 of you stood in silence before wally spoke up again. "May I come inside?" He asked in his usual soft polite voice. You didn't want any company at the moment but you couldn't say no to his face after telling you didn't want to hang out over the phone. You nodded and opened the door some more allowing your friend to walk inside.
Wally hummed as a thank you as he stepped inside. His eyes scanned the entirety of the house. There was tons of crumbled paper laying on the floor. All the lights where off too. That was something you'd usually never do. "Boy...it's pretty dark in here. I can hardly see you." Wally mentioned staring at your dim colored figure. Before you could respond wally reached over and flipped the light switch on. Your pupils dialed at the sudden brightness as you rushed to cover your eyes, blocking out the light. "There thats much better. Now I can see you more." Wally hummed turning to stare at you.
"Uh...yeah...was there anything you needed?" You asked not moving your hands away from your face. Wally nodded and stepped forward. "Yes there is. I came over here to ask you a question." You slowly removed your hands from your face, looking up at your neighbor with tired eyes. "What's the question?" You asked nervously.
Wally stepped more closer, staring deep into your eyes. "Well you see. The others and I have been very worried about you (y/n)-" he started. "We haven't been able to play with you like we used to. So I wanted to ask if you're doing okay." Waves a guilt flooded your mind. You didn't mean to cause your friends to worry about you so much. "Is there something wrong?" Wally asked waiting for you to respond. You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat. "Y-yeah! Everything is fine! I've just been really really tired!" You spoke in your best enthusiastic voice you could. Wally stared...he didn't seem to believe you.
"Are you sure?" He asked. You nodded your head. "Absolutely positively sure!" You sung faking a smile.
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"You're lying."
Your entire body tensed up. Your breath caught in your chest. Your mouth hanging open. You couldn't find the right words to speak. Your hands lay limp at your sides.
"Wh-what do you m-"
"I can tell when somethings wrong (y/n). It's as plain as those cuts on your wrists." Wally spoke, his eyes traveling down to your clothed arms. You let out a shaky breath watching as he reached out and softly grabbed hold of your arm, slowly pulling the sleeve up. You couldn't read the look on his face. His usual smile didn't leave his lips.
You just watched as he stared at your skin. Scars old and new covered up and down your arms. Thin and and think. Deep and light. Different shades of red painted across your pale colored skin. Your arm thin and frail. You winced as wally lightly grazed his fingers over your cuts. "What are these?" He asked. You refused to respond. "Is this what you've been doing these past few days while staying locked up in your house?" He asked another question. Again, you refused to answer. "Hmm...this isn't good at all. Not. At. All." You panicked feeling his grip on your arm behind to tighten for a moment.
Wally let out a sigh and loosened his grip. He looked back at you. Same expression painted on his face. "Will you let me help clean you up?" He asked with a hint of worry in his tone. You stayed silent but nodded your head. Wally let go of your arm and held your hand, intertwining your fingers as he walked you over to your bedroom. "I'm assuming gou have a first aid kit somewhere right?" He asked sitting you down on your bed. "Yes. In my nightstand in the 3rd drawer." You pointed beside the bed.
After grabbing the kit and taking out the materials wally looked up at your face as he kneeled down infront of you. "...what?" You asked. "May you take off your sweater so it can be easier to clean up your arms?" He politely asked pulling at the hem of your sweater. You let out a slightly annoyed whine but did as he asked. "Very good. Thank you (y/n)." He hummed.
You stayed silent watching as wally grabbed a cottonball and lightly dosed it in cleaning solution. "Would you mind telling me...what made you do this to yourself?" He asked as he lightly pressed the damp ball against the first cut watching your flinch from the stinging sensation. You stayed quiet for a minute before you decided to talk.
"I'm...I'm an awful friend" you whispered in a shakey voice. Wally stay silent letting you continue while he concentrated on cleaning up your cuts. "I ruin everything. I can't do anything right to help my friends." You sobbed. " 2 weeks ago I was playing office with julie and I ended up knocking over desk and breaking her favorite lamp that was on top of it. And when I was with frank watching some butterflies, he found one he had never seen before and was so excited about it. But I accidently scared it away. And when I helped Eddie with the mail I stupidly mixed up everyone's mail together. Eddie had to work extra hard that day because of me!" You let the tears spill from your eyes like waterfalls while you choked on your words. "And when we painted together I spilt an entire bucket of paint all over your picture ruining it! I'm so stupid! I keep messing everything up- I can't do anything right for my friends!"
Wally continued to stay silent while focusing on your arms. After he finished cleaning up all the dry and fresh blood he started placing band-aids on every single cut. "I didn't mean to make everyone worry about me. I just thought that after that you guys wouldn't wanna see me anymore. Why would YOU even want to hang out with me. I just make things worse. Staying home was the only thing I could do." You spoke between sobs. Tasting your salty tears that slid down your read flushed cheeks.
After wally was done blanketing your arms in band-aids he held your hands in his. His thumbs softly circling the top of your hands for comfort. "Do you know why we like to play with you (y/n)?" He asked staring into your eyes, watching you shake your head. "It's because we like to play with you. No one is mad at you for your small mistakes hun. Nobody's perfect after all."
"But...you are" you mumbled.
Wally tilted his head to the side. His eyes not leaving yours. "Why can't I be more like you? Calm, good at drawing...I'm nothing like you." You softly complained. "And that's a good thing" wally sung as he continued to massage your hands with his thumbs. "It wouldn't be twice as fun if you were like me. I like you as you (y/n). And so does everyone else." He spoke softly grabbing your hands and lifting them up having you lightly cup his cheeks in the palms of your hands. "You're such a funny person. Julie, frank, eddie and the other enjoy playing with you. I like playing with you too... you're so much fun to be around~." wally hummed pressing soft kisses against your wrist. Your heart started to race.
"You're really fun to be around. And it makes me so sad knowing you felt that way. I'm your best friend after all. I should have known you were so upset" wally softly spoke, nuzzling his face against your hand. "I'm really sorry you've been so upset (y/n). Could you ever forgive me?" He asked. His voice almost cracking. You stared at wally as tears continued to well up in the corners of your eyes. "Oh wally...please don't apologize. It's not your fault at all. I'm sorry I never said anything sooner. I was just...too scared to say anything." You mumbled, stroking the pad of your thumb against his cheek.
Wally closed his eyes, going limp in your touch. "Will you promise me the next time you're feeling sad you'll come talk to me about it?" You softly smiled and nodded your head. "I cross my heart and promise I will." You leaned over wrapping your arms around his neck bringing him in for a hug. Wally buried his face in the crook of his neck.
"Thank you for being such a good friend Wally."
"Anything for you (y/n) after all... What are friends for?"
THE END.
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Since some people liked my last Wally Darling fanfic
I've decided to write another one
WALLY DARLING X GN! READER
It was Julie's birthday and she wanted to throw a dance party to celebrate it
Everyone attended, including you
Except, you sat by yourself on the sidelines
You didn't know how to dance, and you didn't want to make a fool of yourself
Especially since Wally's here too
You adored Wally and obviously didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of him
Everyone's dancing and having a good time while you sit in the corner trying to not feel bad for yourself
That was until Wally himself walked up to you
"Come on, my friend. Give me your hand." He said, offering you his hand
You ask him what he's doing and he smiles
"I'm walking you back to your house."
As he ushers you out of the party, you keep asking him why he's leaving and that you'll be okay by yourself
"It's okay (Y/n)!" He says
"We already gave Julie our gifts, and she understands that you weren't having fun. And besides, we can hang out with her another day."
You ask him why he decided to leave
"I can't have you walking all by yourself in dark, now can I?"
Your face turned a little red and you two walked together in silence
"(Y/n)?" Wally asked
"Why were you sitting by yourself? You could have joined us."
After deciding to be honest with him, you tell him it's because you don't know how to dance
Wally starts to laugh his awkward monotone laugh
Why was he laughing?
You looked away and he realized he had accidentally offended you
"Oh I'm sorry. I don't mean to be rude. I was laughing because I could have taught you how to dance."
You turn to face him again and he smiles.
"This way." He says taking your hand
Wally starts to lead you away from your house and you ask him where you two are going
"We're going to teach you how to dance!"
He leads you to Home and gently knocks on the door
You try to explain to him that he doesn't have to do this
"Of course I do! What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you out? What if Julie wants another dance party for her birthday?"
Home's eyes fluttered open and smoke blew out of their chimney.
"Good evening Home. I'm sorry to wake you up. May we come in please?"
More smoke blew out of the chimney
"Yes. We. I brought (Y/n) with me."
After a little bit of silence, Home opened the door and Wally led you inside.
"Thank you, Home."
You always found it a little bit endearing how Wally talked to his house, it was cute.
In a weird way
"This way my friend." Wally said as he led you to his art studio.
"Wait right here."
He moved his easel to a corner in the room and led you to the center
"Home?" Wally called out
He got a small creak in response
"Can you play a slow song for me? Please?"
You heard a low and long creak from a floorboard, as if Home was annoyed in someway
"Thank you." Wally smiled then turned back to you
"Follow my lead, we'll take things slow." He said as he put his hand on your waist and held your other hand in his own
"Put your free hand on my shoulder."
You did as you were told and a slow classical song began to play throughout the room
"Step to the left, step forward, step to the right, step back, and repeat!"
After stepping on his shoes for the first few times, you eventually got the hang of it and spun around the art room as Wally held you in his arms
After dancing for you a few minutes, you told him this wasn't the kind of dancing that Julie was doing at her party
"I know." He said with a wink
Your face turned a bright red again
Wally smiled and held onto your waist tighter before slowly dipping you as the song ended
You felt as if you were going to melt into a puddle
"See how much fun dancing can be?"
You nodded, still too flustered to say anything
Wally stood up straight and let go of your waist
"Looks like Home fell asleep again." He whispered. "That means it's time for us to go to bed too."
You asked him what he meant by "us"
"You're spending the night of course!" He whisper yelled
You knew at this point that you couldn't win against him so you just accepted it
"So, I'll show you my bed and I'll sleep on the couch."
You quickly stopped him and reassured him that you could both sleep in the bed
"Well, if it's alright with you. Then it's alright with me."
Wally gave you a robe of his that you could sleep in when he went to the bathroom to change into his pajamas
The robe smelled like green apple
After you and Wally laid down in bed, you turned away from him as an attempt to not make things more awkward than they already were
That was until you felt him grab your hand
"Turn to me." He whispered
You did and saw him smiling at you. "Did you have fun?"
You nodded and smiled back at him
"I had fun too. I really enjoy your company."
Wally pulled you into his chest for a hug and held you there. "If you know what I mean."
You hugged him back and told him you understood, your face turning red
You heard him laugh a little before he gave you a kiss on top of your head.
"Goodnight my dear."
This was stupidly long
But I enjoyed writing it
And three's a crowd
Synopsis: Genshin impact characters x threesome
Characters: Itto, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, Kaeya, Diluc, Sara.
CW. F! Reader, praise, degradation, spanks, fxf, oral (m. & f. Receiving), tummy bulge bc big dicc itto, creampie, dacryphilia, full Nelson, possessiveness, dni criteria.
Note: idk what this is, yk how I'm obsessed with 3sums. So i had to do this :/
At first he just wanted to prove that he can fuck you better but now he's quite fascinated to watch you get ruined by both of them.
♛ Itto and Zhongli
You squirmed under the intense gaze of Itto's crimson eyes. His cock throbs from how Zhongli wrecked you on his thick cock, hands holding you down as he pounded you into the mattress like an animal in heat,“You're beautiful like this, princess.”
Your response is gibberish, too cock drunk from having Zhongli fuck you hard,“I can't wait to be inside you.” Barely catching his words, you let out a loud moan when Zhongli's cock kisses at the opening of your cervix,“Squeezing me s'tight, fuck-” His grunt fans hot on your cheek,“Gonna fill you up, my love.”
Itto's eye twitches at the pet name, a growl serenading in his bare chest as he watched the dragon make you cum before spilling deep inside you. The oni was quick at snatching you away and sitting you on his leaky cock,“Oh? Don't be selfish now, princess. You gotta take care of me too. 'S only fair, don't you think?”
He coos at the pretty tears of overstimulation followed by your mewls of itto wait and 's too much. Grabbing your hips, he began bouncing you on his lap, his thick cock splitting you open. His hand soon settled on your tummy, pressing hard at the outline of his cock under your skin,“Go ahead and scream, let him know who you belong to, baby.”
♛ Childe and Thoma
“Look at you, moaning like a whore.” Childe's voice rolled fresh licks of embarrassment through your spine. His hand strikes your ass harshly, chuckling at how you let out a muffled squeak,“You're doing great, angel.” Gentle hands carded through your hair as Thoma looked down at you lovingly— a sharp contrast to Childe's sadistic glare as he slaps your ass again.
“Suck his cock properly, slut.” He all but spat, thrusting roughly into you,“Ah, your mouth feels s'good,” Tears spilled from the corners of your eyes as Childe spanked you again. You moaned brokenly around Thoma's cock in your mouth,“Aw baby, did that hurt?” Childe cooed while Thoma rubbed away the tears.
“Too bad, you're gonna have to take it,” The ginger haired male gripped your hips hard, bruising the skin under his fingers before pounding deep into you,“Take it all like the whore you're, yea?” Thoma groans when you scream around his throbbing cock, the vibrations almost pushing him over the edge as he panted.
“It's alright sweet angel, don't listen to him. You're s'good, s'fuckin good for me, aren't you?” The blond's words are met with a menacing snicker from the man behind you,“Oh Thoma, don't you know? This greedy pussy wants me. And this little whore belongs to me.”
♛ Kaeya and Diluc
“Aw look at you, shaking like that, poor baby.” Kaeya coos at the sight of you whimpering under his brother. Tanned fingers grip your chin before bringing your lips to his,“My poor baby.” diluc growls at the display of possessiveness, his cock pulsing inside you.
Grabbing your plush thighs, he rakes his nails down to your knees before pushing your legs up against your chest,“Your baby is moaning for me right now, brother.” your moans are muffled against kaeya's lips but soon you're screaming because diluc's cock hits against your cervix opening with each stroke.
“Hm, it appears she is.” kaeya's hum is drowned out by your voice crying out his brother's name as you came,“Maybe I need to punish her.” diluc grunts at how tight you feel around him, his hips stuttering as he started cumming, filling you up with his warm seed before pulling away— more like being shoved away by his brother. Kaeya gripped your jaw, fingers digging into your cheeks.
“Did you enjoy being fucked by my dear brother, princess?” he smiles down at you sadistically before lining his cock up with your soiled pussy. You look up at him with hazed vision, a plea on the tip of your tongue before he silences you with a sharp roll of his hips, pushing his cock deep in your overestimated cunt,“Aw, is my sweet princess too dumb to answer me?”
Bonus:
♛ Itto and Sara
Sara's fingers threading into your hair as she lightly tugged at the astray strands made you whimper shakily. The sound muffled against her cunt,“Aw, princess,” itto's voice is deep from behind you while his cock rams inside you sharply.
“Don't tell me you're going dumb for my cock already.” his big palms knead the flesh of your ass before spanking it roughly. Tears well up at the corner of your eyes at the sudden sting,“You're just boasting your own ego, oni.”
“Yeah?” itto's larger hand moves to press at the back of your head, over sara's, engulfing her smaller one,“That's not very nice, now is it?" he tutted, pushing your face further in between her thighs while his other hand held your trembling hips still,“Especially when I let you girls have fun?"
Sara's jaw hangs open as your nose bumps against her clit,“Fuck, y/n!” itto laughs breathlessly at her reaction,"Be a good girl for and make her cum, hm?" But how can you do anything when his cock's dragging so sweet against your clenching walls,“Actually, cum on my cock first, princess.”
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