#coach kenpachi...

[sashi-ya]

東京 NIGHTS mini event

𝑵𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑺: 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑩𝑼𝒀𝑨ㅤ 𓂃 ࣪˖ kenpachi zaraki x afab! reader

⤹˚ synopsis. the last train on a cold december night, a night out that has ended... what about fucking with a hot stranger on the bathroom of Shibuya station?

requested by: @bookandyarndragon ➡ Hi Sashi! For the mini event may I please ask for the next stationis nsfw with Kempachi and an afab reader? Thank you, Bookwyrm tw: MNDI. fucking with a stranger (kenny) semi public depravacy. masturbation. rough unprotected sex. risky behaivour; this is fiction. In real life please be extra careful. shameless cheating. creampie. wc: 1,8k masterlist

That man, sitting right across the train, looks insistently at your legs. You do the same, but his chest is what catches your attention the most.

He is big. Too big. He looks ferocious. Wild, too.

It’s late; the empty seats show it. A drunk salary man sleeps a few seats from you. There are barely two or three more people in there, scattered on the different coaches. Probably the last ride of the day before the stations shut off for some hours until next morning. You are a little dizzy, the night for you should have ended way earlier that it really did. And drinking with your colleagues is not something you were searching for, but you did anyways.

From Akihabara, to Shibuya. That’s the plan. You always take the Yamanote Line. This time, you were pleading to finally hear “the next station is Shibuya” like never before; your heels were killing you. You were tired as hell.

But then, the man… the man that doesn’t look away.

Did I mention he was big? And he also, with that overflowing testosterone, looks absolutely attractive. Long, spiky hair. Sharp edged jaw line. Deliciously manly.

It’s been, perhaps, more than what you could remember since you succumbed to a man that is not your boyfriend. Is it the alcohol in your veins, or maybe your deepest desires what is making you uncross and cross back your legs in the most sexy -yet fiercely- way you’ve ever done.

Your panties give him a little sneak peek of red -or maybe purple- lace. He smirks, crossing his leg, with arms spread to the sides and his head thrown slightly back. His prominent pecs show better on that black t-shirt, the scar crossing his eye shows to be reaching until under his jawline.

You act innocently sensual; an inviting dichotomy, playful and dangerous. Being alone at night, on an almost empty train, alluring a stranger to do something unexpected… depraved…

Oh, how exciting.

You give swift looks at him; he hasn’t stopped watching you. And now, as the train approaches Harajuku, the path  turns a little bumpy. And with it, your breasts, bounce enough to hypnotize him.

A semi see through shirt covers up your upper part, the choice of not wearing a bra today had come up to be a great idea. It is cold, December nights are most likely to be freezing these days. Your nipples hard, erected, grazing against soft silk, protrude deliciously for that stranger to enjoy on his ride home.

You grab your phone when you effectively check he is into the mesmerizing bounce of your breasts; the reflection on the screen shows his protruding bulge, on dark green pants that were not that tight up until now.

His big, enormous hand, that had been resting on his lap, slides down and hangs right before his crotch and in between his spread legs. He is not touching himself; he is just temptingly letting the bumpy motions of the train move his fingers to graze his trousers.

Oh, how inviting… do you want me to touch you, sir? Or maybe, just maybe… kneel right in between those legs for those hands to bury my head against your dick? Do you want to use me like your personal fuck toy, Mr. Stranger?

You bite the inner side of your mouth to the idea. Wondering about the taste. Wondering about the size and width of his sex. Your legs, slowly, open to the point your skirt does nothing to cover your panties once again; the semi see through black nylons are sheer enough to get wet with your neediness… and him, beguiled, seems to be getting annoyed from your games, because that man wants to play his turn this time.

That last drunk man that probably passed two stations already, finally wakes up. He looks at both of you, absent in spirit, only walking out of sheer inertia towards the opening doors.

Now, that stranger and you are finally alone.

And your gazes cross, in the dance of concupiscence and domination that he clearly wins. He lets his right leg, that had been resting on his left one, fall to the side. Wide spread legs, his crotch show the huge hardness you’ve been willing to taste.

No words needed, his hand on his sex allows you -orders you- to do the same. Slowly and deeply sensual, contrasting with the viciousness of his touching, you open your legs enough to let him see the full picture he’s been imagining.

Tracing little circles over your panties, you give him a silent spectacle. And you do, taunting him, knowing that as long as none of you move from their seats, this will only remain in the memories you will succumb on lonely nights.

Shibuya station is approaching, and you know you will have to get off the train to walk home… but will you be able to make it?

“The next station is Shibuya”

That woman’s voice breaks the sexual ambience, and by now the green trousers of that man have already been stained with prominent amounts of precum.

You smirk, playfully closing your legs again and standing up. Nodding as if you were wishing goodnight to him, you walk up to the doors next to your sit.

“Heh” he hums, as if he was happy to know you are descending the train.

You giggle as you walk outside, thinking of the audacious things you just have done…

“I’m such a whore…” “Yes, you are…”

A sudden hand covers your mouth; the grasp is violent and dominant. The presence that accompanies it, huge. It takes your breath away, as if some kind of invisible pressure fell upon your body.

“I’ve been told people in Tokyo weren’t disrespectful, but I can see you in fact are… do you think it’s ok to start something and leave it unfinished?” a raspy voice whispers in your ear, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

The circle mirror right next to the railing reflects what you were suspecting; this man wouldn’t leave without getting what you tease him to give…

It is either push him away or let him take it. Little to nothing, is what it takes you to decide… the way his huge frame feels against your back, the way his hand on your mouth muzzles you… a defenceless victim; a victim, really, of lust.

You turn your head to the side, where you can see him better. Your narrowed eyes show nothing but sexual intention. His hand, slides down immediately after. Even a man like him gets amazed by the way you express your desires.

“I have a fiancé waiting for me at home. I have to walk home before it gets too late … however, I might get lost at Shibuya station and take a little longer to arrive home…”

Your words of consent cause in that man something unstoppable; his eyes desperately scan the station for something covered enough to leave your legs trembling.

The green buzzing light on a トイレ  sign catches his attention, making the perfect hideaway.

“Come’ere” he grunts, snatching your arm and pulling you towards a bathroom.

Your legs do what they can to keep up the pace, allowing you to follow him inside. He doesn’t even care for getting into a stall, you are suddenly turned around and pushed against the sinks.

The mirror in front of you shows the imagery of a face tinted in lust, and your mascara to be a little bled off under your eyes.

Your skirt, the one he wished to lift, ends up like a belt around your waist. Your semi see through stockings, ripped by his own hands. Your panties, drenched, moved to the side.

“Suck my finger” he commands, burying index, middle and ring finger into your mouth. Deep, almost making you gag, you coat them with saliva. It was completely unnecessary; you were dripping wet anyway. But it gave that brute of a stranger, hot and needy, time to let his zipper down and his erection out.

You cough, and immediately after, those three fingers slide violently inside of you. They slip so easily, making him to smirk pleased.

“I’m glad I don’t need to prep you; you will take me like a good whore”

You swallow; you can’t see the size, but you most definitely can feel it resting warm and throbbing on the small of your back. You can also feel the way he pumps a few times, coating his shaft with your fluids coated hand.

He lifts your right leg, enough for it to rest on the dirty sink counter and your body to be tilted to the side. Did he do that for better access, or perhaps for deeper? Both… you will need it.

The strong hand of that stranger grips from your ankle, leaving probably the imprints of his fingernails in your skin. His dick, hard to the point of exploding, slides in mercilessly.

Your whine reverberates against the cold tiles of that isolated bathroom, your eyes turn white as the tip feels enough to create a bulge on your lower belly. Your insides feel like squeezed one against the other; his intrusion feels enormous compared to what you have tried before.

“You like it, little whore?” he asks, using now his free hand to grab a fistful of your hair to keep your face up, to maybe enjoy your pleased façade on the mirror.

His right hand leaves your ankle to make a few buttons of your shirt to pop and your chest to freely bounce with the thrusts.

“I … I do, don’t stop” you plead, as if he were to.

“Heh. You are insatiable… aren’t you?” he growls, giving you harder and stronger back shots. Hitting against the front walls of your sex enough to make you shiver and lose control of your own juices.

Coated erection that gets ready to impregnate whether he likes it or not, whether you want it or don’t.

And right before your climax arrives and your walls get painted by his warm release, you look yourself in the mirror for once… “Look at you, about to burst, getting fucked by a total stranger on a random night…”

The next thing you do is walk home, acting as if nothing happened but trying hard not to drip cum from your cunt…

[iris-nonsense]

Kenpachi coaching gremmy through their fight will always be a fun time

[kenpxchi]

@mccncutter​, through sobs:  Ichigo Fuckin' Kurosaki ... @mccncutter​, also through sobs: kick some ass ...

“YER GODDAMN RIGHT YOU ARE!! LET’S FUCKIN’ GOOOOOOOOO!!”

[weseebleach]

How would the captains from bleach react to their future s/o being a single mother?

Shunsui Kyoraku-Heck, the man’s probably got a couple of pups going around, with all the fooling around he’s done in his life. I think he would be very understanding, but he’ll try to interact with the kid if he intends to stick around, to show that he’s in it for the long run. 

Soi Fon- She’s one of the last to come around to her s/o having a kid, ya know with all those strict rules and all. But she’ll come around eventually, she just won’t interact more than a simple “I don’t mess with you, and you don’t mess with me” kind of way. and she is in for the long run she’ll try to be on their side a little more, but still, try to stick to most of her boundaries around kids

Rose Otoribashi- He is a little worried that he is a bad influence, since ya know he was an exile. but he’ll get over it soon enough. Sometimes his s/o might hear him talking to the kid about different types of music and heck, he might even take them to any concert (within reason) they might wanna go see. 

Retsu Unohana- She is a little similar to Soifon as she’ll try and be as respectful to them and respect any boundaries the child or her s/o make. And yet there will be times where she’ll talk to her s/o about any behavior that she thinks needs improvement. It’s nothing special, just as a doctor might tell you what to do. Don’t expect her to just let things slide either, she is no pushover and she will tell your mom.

Isane Kotetsu- Oh My Gosh, this girl is so anxious about meeting your kid! She wants to make a good impression on the child and doesn’t want to traumatize the kid. She’s read those books about absentee parents and really doesn’t want to do anything that might be talked about in therapy later in the kid’s life. She eventually relaxes when she realizes that she might actually really like kids and who knows they might even become friends. though she will not discipline this kid at ALL. The kid will go to Isane for things instead of their mom, and her S/O will have to tell her that it’s okay to say no to the child.

Shinji Hirako- He is so awkward around this child, it’s like walking on glass for him. I think the realization that he might not be around for forever (due to the dangers of his job) will really hit hard when his S/O brings up this child, he wants to really get close to them but keeps a safe distance from them. It’s really up to his S/O to tell him that it’s fine to get close and it’s not that deep. So yes he eventually warms up to the kid, thinks of his relationship with Momo, Ichigo, and Hiyrori all combined into one. He gets into dumbass arguments with the kid (cuz he’s a loudmouth) but will stick up for them when need be

Byakuya Kuchiki- He is very conflicted when it comes to the child. He doesn’t know if he should be distant or happy. With his uptight upbringing, even the mere thought of having a bastard child would bring his family shame. But then he has a realization, (for a lack of better words) fuck them, and he’ll try to actually get close to this child. He will try to keep them out of the family business until his S/O and he is married and they become of age. They will become the new face of his Admiral Seaweed Merch.

Sajin Komamura- He is very nervous, and for no reason at all. His S/o’s kid loves him! what is there not to love, he’s a big ass dog, he BATHES in that respecting women juice, and he is a total badass. ((If you disagree with me on this you can FIGHT ME!!!)). After the child absolutely smothers this man in the life he deserves, he is over the moon about this and will now die for this child. even if he and the S/O split he will still try to be a part of the kid’s life and support them as best he can.

Lisa Yadoumaru- She is very iffy about the kid. she’s not too big on children in general, but like Soifon, she’ll maintain a safe distance and respect boundaries. and if the kid every just needs any advise, on love, academics, or the nastier topics, she will gladly try to help them out without accidentally traumatizing them.

Kensei Muguruma- Kensei is basically if you’re baseball coach decided to date your mom, he’ll be as supportive as he can, respect boundaries, and push the kid to do their best. I mean look at this man and Mashiro and Shuhei, he is father material. He RADIATES dad energy. think Creig from Dream Daddy

Toshiro Hitsugaya (Adult)- He’s just shocked, he doesn’t know what to do. He just won’t interact with them like at all for the first couple of months. the child will forget he exists, until one day they come home to find him and their mom backing or having a good cuddle and they had lost track of time., and suddenly he has to be a part this kids’ life, and he does not know what to do. Eventually, he will get to a point where he can make a not awkward conversation with the child, but who knows they might even become friends

Mayuri Kurotsuchi- He doesn’t care. I mean he’ll protect the child cuz it’d be annoying if they died, but other than that he won’t really interact with them. Unless he plans to be with his S/O for a long time, he won’t take any real interest in them

Kenpachi Zaraki- He’s very meh, I mean yeah you got kid, you could throw a rock where he grew up and hit a single parent, heck he is a single parent. but he’ll try and be there and help out whenever there needs to be helping. EXPECT FOR HIM TO RUN WITH THIS CHILD ON HIS BACK WITH YACHIRO.

Jushiro Ukitake- THIS MAN IS FATHER MATERIAL. His S/O doesn’t even need to worry about their kid not liking this man, because he is physically impossible to hate. And he is so excited to give this kid all of the love and attention that they will ever need. His S/O will need to scold this man for giving their child too much love and attention because this kid is going to the dentist every day with all this sweet attention he is giving.

[shadowsnlace]

HIII LAAACCEE, can i request some hc for the captains/ lieutenants/ espada as school subject teachers?

Hi!!! :) Coming right up :) <3 I went with high school subjects because college is way too many to choose from!

Captains

Shunsui - World History 

Soi Fon - Philosophy (coaches the softball team)

Rose - Spanish & Music (Band director)

Retsu - Health & Biology (oversees the Yearbook staff)

Shinji - French (handles the Drama Club)

Byakuya - Economics & Art (handles the Debate team)

Sajin - Social Studies (coaches the basketball team)

Lisa - Latin (assistant librarian – ends up reading more than working)

Kensei - Home Economics & Creative Writing (in charge of the school paper)

Toshiro - Math (all of them, Algebra, Geometry, Trig, Calculus) (coaches the soccer team)

Kenpachi - Phys. Ed. (coaches the fencing team [what I wouldn’t give to see Kenpachi in fencing gear wielding a sabre!])

Mayuri - Sciences (all of them – notorious for sending students to the school nurse with symptoms of poisoning from various compounds.)

Jushiro - World Literature (handles the Gardening Club)

Lieutenants

Nanao - World Literature (assistant librarian – is way more anal about cataloging the books than the librarian.)

Omaeda - Economics (oversees the Yearbook staff, shows up mostly for the snacks)

Izuru - Creative Writing (handles the Gardening Club)

Isane - Health & Biology (coaches the basketball team)

Momo - Art & Music (band director)

Renji - World History & Philosophy (coaches the soccer team)

Tetsuzaemon - Math & Latin (coaches the baseball team)

Shuhei - Home Economics & Shop (in charge of the school paper)

Rangiku - French (handles the Drama Club)

Ikkaku - Phys. Ed. (coaches the fencing team)

Akon - Science (all of them – is the coolest teacher and loved by his students, especially the girls. Handles the Debate team & Science Club)

Rukia - Social Studies & Spanish (coaches the softball team) 

Espada 

Yammy - Phys. Ed.

Starrk - Philosophy (oversees the Yearbook staff, spends meetings taking a nap)

Barragan - World History & French

Nelliel - Art & Math (coaches the softball team)

Harribel - Latin & Social Studies (coaches the soccer team)

Ulquiorra - Math & Music (all of them – puts a lot of students to sleep with his monotone delivery. Has a jar of water on his desk and flicks water on those that snooze. [My Geometry teacher did this!] Is band director.)

Nnoitra - Spanish (coaches the basketball team)

Luppi - Biology (handles the Gardening Club)

Grimmjow - World Literature & Shop (coaches the baseball team & the fencing team [yet another one I’d love to see in fencing gear!])

Zommari -  Creative Writing (handles the Debate team and is in charge of the school paper.)

Szayelaporro - Science (all of them – seems to delight in picking the grossest/most noxious lessons and students spend the rest of the day reeking of the day’s experiment. Handles the Science Club)

Aaeoniero - Economics (handles the Drama Club)

[shakingshore]

rocky au when renji as rocky and rukia as ardian

i have never watched rocky but you’re in luck bc i have been thinking about a writing a boxing au for weeks :^)

Renji’s muscles burn with overexertion, the repetitive motions of punching and dodging become second nature as he trains.

It’s well into the night by now, he knows. Byakuya already closed up shop and threw the keys by his bag to lock up when he leaves, so Renji could keep working until the morning if he really wants to.

“You’ll work yourself to the ground, idiot,” a familiar voice calls from behind him. He huffs, pausing to turn his head and give his arms a much needed break. Her brother’s spare keys dangle from her fingers. Of course she came. “If you aren’t dead by tomorrow, Kenpachi will kill you.”

He can see the scowl on his coach’s face crystal clear, and a big fist ready to throttle him to the ground. But Renji waves the image away. “It’s not a big deal.”

Rukia’s scowl deepens, and then she starts pushing him towards the bends. And he can’t really fight against it, his arms are too tired. “Renji, you have a match tomorrow. There’s no point in pushing this hard this late.” He slumps onto the cold metal with Rukia right next to him. The hand rubbing circles on his back calms him down, eases the chaos in his head. “You need to relax.”

“I’m up against one of the biggest names in the game,” he argues immediately. “I’m allowed to be a little stressed.”

Suddenly his face is squished between two small hands, forcing him to look at those big violet eyes that manage to ease and empower him at the same time. “Listen here, moron-”

“Don’t call me moron, moron.”

“You have worked so hard to get to this point, and have kept the same level of confidence throughout this whole journey, I’ll be damned if I watch you lose faith in yourself right now.” She’s nose to nose with him now, her voice harsh and he’s this close to kissing her and she knows it, too. They were, more often than not, on the same wavelength when it came to that. But it’s not the right time, not yet, he reminds himself. “You are strong, and smart, and damn good enough to win tomorrow. You got that?”

Their gaze stays locked, and he hopes she sees every emotion running through his mind right now. When he wins, he’ll tell her how he feels. That’s when it will matter the most. “Yeah, I got it.”

“Good,” Rukia sighs, releasing him from her hold and putting distance between them. Her face starts to turn as red as his hair. Without any further prompting, he packs his things and follows her out of the gym. “Because Orihime made you cake and she refuses to sleep until you try it.”

“I haven’t won yet,” he laughs at their friend’s unrelenting optimism. Renji slings an arm over her shoulders when he catches up to her, and she returns the side hug. “Thanks, Rukia.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

[darkstrangevirgilanxiboi]

Bleach Headcanons For The Wounded Soul ~ Part 2!

For my second fave ship ~ - SPOILER ALERT, TURN BACK, TURN BACK, TURN BACK NOW YOUNG ONE- ~ RenRuki Parenting !!!! - All right so correct me if I'm wrong but I don't think we ever got Ichika's age or birthday so I'm totally just giving her one! I like to think that Renji and Rukia started dating shortly after the Quincy war , and got married about five years later. Ichika was born shortly after, so she's about five or six years old . I peg her as a summer baby , maybe born in July ? Yeah , her birthday is the same week as Ichigo's , and Rukia teases him about it by going " Gosh , I know there's something else special about this week besides my daughter's birthday, but WHAT could it be ?" " MY birthday !" " Oh don't be silly Ichigo! A human couldn't be born the same week as my precious little girl !" They celebrate every year at Ichigo's place and have a double party . Ichigo adores Ichika , but she's a ruthless prankster who's fond of hide and seek ( which gives both Uncle Ichigo and Overprotective Papa Renji heart attacks ) . Sometimes Ichigo sets Ichika on Kisuke for fun , but that was a mistake because now she's friends with Ururu and Ichigo has two menaces to put up with. - Renji loves to braid Ichika's hair and is thrilled she's a redhead ( makes her easier to find in crowds ) , but Ichika doesn't like braids and so she never let Renji braid her hair at first. But then when she was about three , Renji came home hurt from a mission and wandered into her room to say hi , and she was so worried seeing her papa hurt that she started to cry. Renji simply picked her up , sat down, and began to gently braid her hair while reassuring her. " Oh , Ichi, don't cry , princess! Daddy's okay, really. Promise!Shush , it's all okay, sweetheart. Uncle Byakuya taught me a secret, you know.He says that if I always take good care of my hair , I'll be okay! The gods look favorably on people with good hair. So here , let me braid your hair like mine , so you can be strong and brave like your Papa! Your mama is pretty tough too , and one day you'll fight just like her! We'll keep this messy hair of yours out of the way so you can fight at your best! " And now whenever Renji is hurt or Ichika is upset , she lets him braid her hair , and she's sworn never to cut it so that her papa can always play with her hair. - At least once Ichika went as Byakuya for Halloween , Byakuya was so honored that he went as Renji to the Halloween party Renji about fainted ( he went as Ichigo , Ichigo was furious at first but was laughing pretty hard later ) Rukia went as Elsa , purely because she watched the movie with Yuzu and decided Elsa was her favorite human world thing ( don't pretend that they don't celebrate Halloween in Soul Society , Rangiku totally started that ) - Renji is absolutely the cool dad , but has to be coached on dressing cool in his gigai form " DAD WHAT ARE YOU WEARING " - Renji , in polka dot shorts and a zebra striped shirt - "Clothes?" " WE'RE GOING TO THE MALL RENJI , I WON'T GO AROUND WITH YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT " " ICHIGO LET GO OF ME, I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE ISSUE?!" " You will, Renji , you will. " - Rukia - Rukia high-key took baby Ichika with her EVERYWHERE and nobody could tell her not to ( Kenpachi tried , she broke his face) She leaves Ichika with Toshiro for babysitting once during an emergency and Toshiro immediately loves her. Rukia comes back to find her toddler asleep in Toshiro's scarf while he fixes her hair . " Here, babysit! " " What?! I don't- I can't... Fine " - an hour later - " Toshiro ?" " Yeah?" " Can I have my baby back ?" " Oh. Yes. She's sleeping , be careful. " When Toshiro has kids of his own , Rukia is the very first person aside fron Momo and Toshiro to hold baby Hyorinmaru. The two of them then become conspirators in getting a nursery made for the Captains. Toshiro is a baby - whisperer, any baby you hand him instantly calms down . ( Momo tells everyone it's his eyes , they fascinate babies ) Toshiro always shows up if Ichika is upset, he has a sixth sense for it ( of course he does , that's his goddaughter ) " I sense you're unhappy, Ichi-Chan. Who must I kill?" "- sniffling- Uncle Dragon! That kid said my hair is ugly! " - Toshiro , reaching for his sword - " I see" - Renji arriving in the distance - " CAPTAIN HITSUGAYA NO " - Toshiro , already in Bankai - " CAPTAIN HITSUGAYA YES " " YAY UNCLE DRAGON!" " Don't encourage him Ichika!" - Rukia is low key the PTA mom , she will murder you if you've done something unfair to her baby ,obviously your test was wrong and her child is a prodigy ,how dare you fail them ( Now there's TWO terrifying Captain Kuchikis ) - Rukia teaches Ichika the death glare early on and it's horrifying to have a toddler give you death glare eyes while smiling serenely , Izuru had nightmares ( Ichika teaches all the Hitsugaya kids this glare and adds to their powers of intimidation , Renji is super smug about it " See that look little Tobiume Hitsugaya just threw at Shuuhei ?" " Yeah , it's creepy!" " My baby girl taught her that " ) - PROUD PARENT COUPLE These two brag on their kids any chance they get , and also they brag on their friends kids FOR them " Shuuhei's daughter threw Kensei across the training grounds yesterday, he's still in surgery!" " Renji don't tell people about that , Sarai said it was an accident !" " It was a great misfortune then! " " Kazui learned his first swear word ! Isn't that great? " " KAZUI YOU DID WHAT " " Don't be upset Ichigo " " WHO TOOK THE HONOR OF TEACHING MY BOY SWEARING, I'LL MURDER THAT BASTARD, I'VE BEEN PLANNING HIS SWEAR LESSONS FOR YEARS " " Daddy what does bastard mean " " AW DAMN IT, WHO RUINED THIS FOR ME " ( It was an accident , Toshiro is sorry , he was just startled by Kazui bursting in on a training session and he said 'shit' ) - Renji and Rukia have five kids , three daughters and twin sons

[sashi-ya]

月が綺麗ですね > 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚝?

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ᴅᴀʏ ғᴏᴜʀ > ᴢᴀʀᴀᴋɪ ᴋᴇɴᴘᴀᴄʜɪ x ɢɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

♡ request: @deerspringdreams asked: Hello!! I hope you had a beautiful new year celebration! I'm so excited for this event! I would like to request a Kenpachi x nb reader (you know who xP) for the "The moon looks beautiful tonight", pretty please ♡ tw: +18. not super explicit. implied shower sex. reader totally gn, no pronouns nor body descriptions٠ wc: 1k ٠♡ masterlist ٠ taglist: @zella07 @jin-supremacy01 @stygianoir @alexkanroji

“Come on! You can do it, (Name)!” he screams while his hands slowly let go of your waist. You are hanging from the bars and your muscles begin to feel the weight of your own body.

He scoffs, his long black hair tied in a knot has always been your weakness. “See? I told you you could do it. Come on, hang in there for more than 2 seconds and I will reward you”.

You shiver,  is not the pain in your arms’ joints what makes it happen… Is Zaraki telling you he is gonna give you a reward. Your coach, who you are absolutely sure is half animal and zero percent interested in dating, makes your heart beat faster every time he is close to you.

And you hang in there. One, two, even five seconds more. You are strong, you have been training. Drops of sweat travel from your forehead into your temple, you bite your lips just to show him you have become as strong as he wants you to be.

The man in front of you, wearing his sweat drenched white tank top, crosses his well built arms over his chest. Kenny smirks and looks at you ferally proud. His prominent fangs that have always remembered you of his untamed nature, shine with his smile. He enjoys watching you sweat, breaking your own limits… and how much you wish he were to break them too, with you…

Your chest goes up and down, your nails carve on your palms as it turns almost impossible to keep your tight grip around the bar; you are too tired. And when you finally give up, he is right there to catch you. Is not that you were for more than a few meters from the ground, but, falling on his embrace is all you could ever ask for.

“Got ya!” he chimes, allowing you -knowing it well- to enjoy the scent of his skin. You nuzzle on the crook of his neck, his strong arms around you makes you feel tiny compared to him. You are strong, yes. But he is way more than you. (Or anyone else)

Sure, for you it was a big deal to be on his arms. But not for the rest of the people in the gym; Kenny’s and yours chemistry is so high, that everybody could said you were already a couple by the time you had your first session as personal trainer/client.

“You were the extra mile, and as I promised I will reward you. Wanna go somewhere now that we’re done?” he asks, so worriless.

You blink twice, still on the arms of your lo- personal trainer. He smirks and puts you down on the floor, shaking your whole body as he does.

“Y-yes, sure. I need to take a shower; can you wait for me, Kenny?”  you say.

“I will accompany you, then” he answers.

You choke as you drink from your water bottle, widening your eyes. “He wants to bathe with me?”

Your expression must have been very obvious as even Kenny could read your mind, and, laughing he walks away towards the showers. “Not together, but pretty close…”

You stand there, with sore muscles and the idea that breathing is optional. You can’t move for a good couple of minutes. He recognizes your existence as more than a human willing to become stronger, he is indeed -in his own ways, that you thought were null- flirting with you.

The towel that lies on one of the bench is his, and you grab it. Using it around your neck feels refreshing, a feeling of property that both excites you and makes you feel like a teenager in love. And with it, you get into the locker rooms to then visit the showers.

As soon as you get into the bathroom, the steam surrounding the ambience engulfs you. It’s easy to know where he is. He is way taller that the stall, and you could see his profile under the warm rain of the shower. With his eyes closed, and his long hair back, he relaxes peacefully.

You pass by, trying not to be noticed, but as he could sense your soul he does. He looks slightly to the side, opening just one eye to look at your tower only covered body. You froze, immobile. And he laughs.

“Wanna join?”  he… jokes. “Uh- ah-“ you stutter.

The stall opens with a hard swing. His whole anatomy showing before you. Manhood exposure, total embodiment of the testosterone running through his veins. You gawk, looking up and down at him. There is no way this is actually happening.

Kenny snatches you from your wrist, pulling you inside and closing the door of the shower. You, who were still trying to clench the towel, lost the war against gravity, leaving you completely naked under the water.

Your back gets pressed against the wet tiles of such a little cubicle. The drops of water that fall from the tip of his nose kiss your lips, as his back stops the shower from falling on you. He is close, Kenny is so close to you. Your naked bodies are.

The buzzy light of the ceiling competes for which sound is persistent against you two. The repetitive music of the defective, old, bulb or your accelerated breathing. It is undeniable, your bodies want the other. Now. In the gym showers or anywhere else, really.

“Ke-Kenny?” you ask, stuttering and melting yourself with the wall on your back. “Mh…?” he grunts, making your toes to curl. You take your eyes to the way he is holding your arm over your head, totally topping you simply with his presence and his body a few inches from yours. “Is- is this- allowed?” you try to dilate a situation, you actually really want.

He scoffs, so sexily and low, low. Kenny comes closer to your lips. “Well… if you are able to keep it low… yes. Look up there, there is a little window so they might heard us…” he whispers before kissing you with violence and strong impetus.

Before you could close your eyes and totally surrender to his body on yours, both take a quick look through the little window.

“The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn’t it?” “It totally does… let me take you there, then”

© sashi-ya '23

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Hellloo, your school teacher headcanons are so cute! Could you do more specific headcanons on Kenpachi, Jushiro, and Renji? Like what would class/clubs be like with them?

Oh! This is gonna be fun! So, here’s the original post if you need a squint or a refresh.

Kenpachi - Phys. Ed. (coaches the fencing team [what I wouldn’t give to see Kenpachi in fencing gear wielding a sabre!])

Kenny takes no shit from anyone, least of all a bunch of pimple-faced teens with more hormones rolling off of them than an alley cat in heat. He runs his Phys. Ed. class like a drill sergeant, barking orders, blowing his whistle loud and long, and nearly shaking the gym rafters with his voice. And that’s just the warm-up exercises (push-ups, jumping jacks, squats, he’s going to limber up those muscles and burn off some of that teenage, angsty energy) Games like dodgeball are the norm. Whiners get to take a lap. Basketball or volleyball are also pretty common for indoor sports. If it’s nice enough to go outdoors then it’s soccer or softball. 

As the fencing coach, Kenny is all about scoring the points. He teaches techniques with an all-go-no-quit attitude. Those he finds to be especially gifted he pairs with those who struggle. He’s there not just to make excellent fencers, he wants them to learn to teach and help others to achieve greatness. He’s a great tactician and always finds a way to make his fencing lessons carryover into life lessons and disciplines. Ask any of the kids he coaches, they’ll tell you that no one believes in them and their abilities more than Kenpachi. (And let me just add, Kenpachi in fencing gear is a fantasy I need to come to life – the jacket pulled open and hanging with some chest muscle showing, helmet tucked under his arm, foil in his hand at rest, a little sheen of sweat from his exertions…..shit, now I need a cold shower…)

Jushiro - World Literature (handles the Gardening Club)

Jushiro is the teacher that everyone loves, especially the girls! When he sits on his desk and reads to the class, all the girls go glassy-eyed and there is a collective sigh. That smooth, masculine timbre of his makes hearts go pitter-pat. He always encourages his students to dig for deep insights. He will sometimes combine a classes with Shunsui (World History) to give a historical lesson as to what was going on in the author’s life that influenced his/her writing. These are a double favorite for the students – again, especially for the girls. Two handsome teachers holding class together for 2 hours (with a break in the middle). Who wouldn’t want to sit in on those lessons? (Jushiro can read to me anytime he wants…I’d do my damnest to see how long he could keep reading out loud with my mouth on him!)

As the faculty head of the Gardening Club, Jushiro is very enthusiastic. Yes, he really does love gardening. Unfortunately, he’s not very good at it. He keeps his “experiments” (aka what he’s killed) locked in the shed. He mostly supervises the students and makes notes of what methods they use to get their plants to grow. Favorable outcomes are then added to the regimen with his own plants to see if he can get something to grow too. He’s had some successes with bonsai trees, however, the poor things just never seem to look quite right to him. He’s never without his bonsai shears, they are always resting in his shirt pocket. One glance at a bonsai and the shears are out and snicking off a leaf here or there. His scowl is adorable as he stares at the plant as if it’s going to suddenly reveal it’s secrets to him.

Renji - World History & Philosophy (coaches the soccer team)

World History is a subject that Renji warms to the moment he walks into the room. He likes everything about it and does his best to get his students to love it like he does. He’ll even go so far as to dress in period clothing for lessons. Field trips to museums, historical re-enactments, historical sites are something he takes every opportunity to do with his class – going so far as to pay for some of it himself if he has to.

Philosophy is a class that he also gets into with enthusiasm. He’s a deep thinker. Nothing makes him more pleased than when he sees a student “get it”, the light bulb goes on and he feels like he’s really opened up a new way of thinking for that student. 

As the soccer coach, Renji is sight to behold. He doesn’t coach from the sidelines during practice, no, he’s out there on the field running plays and making corrections where needed. He’s always fair with his players and makes sure everyone gets time on the field to play. The man has also got the most amazing patience with anyone that struggles. However, he will bounce a ball off the head of anyone not paying attention. Nothing painful, just enough to jar the kid and get their head back in the lesson. He’s got a fan club all his own too. The pack of teens that come to practice and sit in the stands are there just to see Renji run around in shorts and see those sexy legs in action. If it’s a hot day and that shirt comes off, you will hear squealing in the stands and phones will be out taking pictures and making videos. His shirt will mysteriously disappear too – one of his fangirls is gonna be making that sucker into a pillow case!  (Could you imagine being Renji’s wife? Watching that gorgeous hunk run around teaching kids soccer and being all sexy and goofy at the same time? Holy burning sheets, would he get it good when we got home! ;) )