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Aizen Sousuke (藍染 惣右介) anime references

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The Vice Captain

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I might be missing him more than I thought.

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Human After All - Chapter 1: Giving Bad People Good Ideas

Summary: Being asked to tutor one of the star pupil’s of the current crop of Academy students, was not on your bucket list, but a favour was a favour. Aizen Sosuke failed his kido exam, but upon further review, you realize something about the young man. Something that unnerves him and surprises you. A secret that you two share and carry once he graduates and enters the Gotei 13. But what you didn’t expect was the very same student, to be your rival.

CW: age gap (older reader), insecurity, emotional manipulation. Additional tags will be added for future chapters.

Word count: 2599

Read on AO3 here.

Sosuke sighed as he slumped into his seat. The Shino Academy final exam season was near and the toll of pretending to be a kind, gentle, yet slightly above average student was wearing him thin. He looked at his exam sheet, formulating plans on how to get by in each subject area without suspicion, but kido remained elusive.

He was excellent in it. He could weave multiple kido with no issue. The problem he faced was saying the incantation and holding back the true power he could unleash. If his teachers and fellow classmates saw what he was capable of… he grimaced at the thought. Sosuke heard rumours of students exhibiting high potential being removed, to never be seen again. Something he didn’t want to experience for himself.

Sosuke rubbed his temples trying to think of solutions to the growing problem. He wracked his brain with options and potentially consequences, until it dawned on him what he could do.

Sosuke entered the lecture hall when a crowd of mostly female students, surrounded him with concerned looks on their face. “Aizen-san, is it true you failed your kido exam?” They asked, shock filling their voices.

Sosuke gave a sheepish nod, “I became nervous and butchered my spells.” He explained softly as he tried to make his way to his seat.

“If you want, I can tutor you if you’d like!” A bolder student offered; her cheeks were tinted pink as she looked at him expectantly.

“Thank you for your offer, Shimizu-san” Sosuke said kindly, “but it’s alright.” He gave her a gentle smile. “The examiner arranged a make-up assignment for me since I excelled in my other courses. I’m grateful for the opportunity.” He murmured as he sat in his seat.

He wanted to laugh seeing the girls deflate at the chance of “tutoring” him. But he also withheld the fact that his examiner offered a tutor for him, a past student of his who was now seated Shinigami in the Gotei 13.

 “Aizen-kun,” the elderly examiner said, a deep frown on his face, “this is not like you to make such blatant mistakes.”

Sosuke bowed, apologizing for the haphazard kido he purposefully butchered.

“I know you’ve done well on your other exams,” the examiner said, his frown softening, “so I’ll offer you a chance to do redo your exam.”

Sosuke lifted his head, trying hard not to show that he was curious at the offer. “Sir, that’s kind of you to offer.”

“It won’t be from me though,” the examiner remarked. “A past student of mine has a talent in teaching kido to others. I know they won’t say no to the request. If they deem you capable enough within 2 weeks, I’ll give you a pass.”

“Thank you, sir. I won’t let you down.”

The examiner secured a training room for Sosuke and his tutor. It wasn’t particularly spacious but had mannequins of different sizes and forms – hollows, spirits, animals, all to be used as targets for his session today. He rolled his eyes at having to humour a tutor, but he had already formulated a way to “improve” his kido incantation skills thanks to their “tutelage.”

Sosuke flexed his hands as he began to mentally prepare for whatever practice the tutor would throw at him. It was only an hour and half each day for the next two weeks. He would impress the tutor with his gradual growth, then move on and secure a position with the Gotei 13.

“You must be Aizen-san.” Sosuke quickly turned around, trying to mask that he was startled by the sudden visitor.

“Yes, I am. And you must be the tutor Kobayashi-sensei recommended.” Sosuke said, bowing deeply. “Thank you for taking the time to train me.”

You introduced yourself, smiling as you noted how deep his bow was. Kobayashi-sensei was right, this student was incredibly polite – it was a bit endearing.

“To save us some time, Aizen-san, Kobayashi-sensei informed me of what had happened.” Sosuke nodded his head, noting the mature air you gave off compared to his peers and some of the other instructors at the Academy.

“Why don’t we do that again? It’ll give me a better idea of where we can start training.” You gave him a polite smile as you extended your arms to the mannequins.

Sosuke nodded his head, but his face was unreadable due to the glare hitting his glasses. He seemed bookish, you thought, maybe one of those types that read more than they practiced?

“Let’s start with Hado 15?” You asked, watching him take a deep breath and then murmur the incantation. You strained your ears to hear it, but although his voice was soft and quiet, he said it with undeniable confidence – something you immediately took note of. You also noticed the subtle shift in his position, making him miss his target.

You made a slight frown, but didn’t say anything.

Sosuke apologized, a sheepish smile on his face, “I’m a bit nervous – sorry.”

You shook your head, “it’s alright, but before you continue” you paused, looking directly at him. You proceeded to stand right next to him, noticing that he was a good head taller than you even though you were certainly older than him. You had to laugh but cleared your throat before he could ask. “I’m going to stand right here, and” you quickly whipped up a bakudo incantation to the other side of him, “and this wall be right next to you.”

Sosuke’s eyes widen in surprise, did you already catch on to what he was doing? He was certain he was quick about it. A sliver of annoyance was worming its way to his body.

“Let’s try again Aizen-san, same spell.” You said, staring directly at him. Sosuke was hesitant at first, but with no room to move, he repeated the incantation again, the quiet confidence still evident in his voice.

The kido immediately destroyed the mannequin, with very little of it remaining.

“That’s impressive!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

“I wasn’t sure if you were doing it on purpose, but” as you snapped your fingers to remove the wall on his side, “but I noticed you were moving ever so slightly when you were casting the spell.”

“Oh, I was?” he lied. “I didn’t notice.”

You narrowed your eyes, something deep within you saying that he wasn’t quite telling the truth. You hated to be hasty though, so you decided to see what else he was doing “wrong” that led to his exam failure.

For each kido spell he weaved, you noticed he would do something small, something subtle, that would hinder him in some way. Is he doing this on purpose? Or does he not realize what he’s doing? You wondered. His incantation was impeccable, even if his voice was on the quieter side, but the subtle shift of his body language would twist his spiritual pressure, thus his kido, into something that didn’t land the way it should.

But your tutoring session was done for the day. As polite as ever, he said he looked forward to tomorrow’s session as he bid you farewell. You though, were left stumped.

As soon as Aizen left the room, you went to the destroyed mannequins and inspected the remains. You could feel the faint traces of his spiritual pressure, and it was quite potent. Your eyebrows furrowed as you wondered what was going on.

“He’s an excellent student.” Kobayashi-sensei remarked. “He’s excelling in all of his classes and passed his other exams beautifully.”

“Is he struggling with his kido classes?” You asked.

“No, quite the opposite. He was even recommended for peer mentoring in the class, so this is quite perplexing.”

You stared at the empty room, going over the past hour, when suddenly it dawned on you.

He’s holding himself back.

The next day, you wondered why an academy student would hold himself back. Your duties as a seated Squad 5 members involved a lot of paperwork and ensuring your other squad members were proficient in kido and continuously improved themselves. Your lieutenant and captain would hold training sessions for all of you and you were even tasked to lead some sessions yourself.

Through this experience, you honed a keen eye on what common mistakes, and uncommon obstacles, that hinder students, soldiers and others alike, when it came to kido. But it never occurred to you that someone would deliberately hold themselves back like that. It made you wary why someone like Aizen Sosuke, would do such thing, when all you heard were praises about the young man.

Maybe he needs to be challenged? You thought as you walked towards the practice room.

It was nearing the hour of your tutoring session again, and you found Aizen alone in the room. Is he sleeping? You crept closer to him, suppressing your spiritual pressure. He had his glasses off and you were shocked to see how different his face seemed. Sharp angles and his brows were furrowed deeply. But before you could get closer, his eyes snapped open.

And it surprised you even more to see how piercing his brown eyes were. They were cold and devoid of warmth and gentleness that his glasses brought. But before you could say anything, he hastily put them back on and a polite smile appeared on his face again as he stood up to greet you.

“Will we be practicing the same kido spells again?” He asked.

You shook your head, “there’s something I want you to try” you replied.

Aizen looked at you with raised eyebrows, curiosity evident in his face.

“I want you to perform hado 70 for me and aim at” as you pointed to a hollow-designed mannequin, “that one!” You grinned at him, seeing the shocked look on his face.

“Are you sure?” He remarked, confusion evident in his tone. “I think students need permission for spells over 60.”

“Yes, that’s true.” You gave a small laugh, “but I already have permission from Kobayashi-sensei. You’re in the clear!” You smiled brightly at him, “I actually have a little gambit for you today.”

Aizen quickly turned his head around, noticing the way his thoughts drifted to your smile. He quickly composed himself, took a deep breath and began reciting the spell. Bright lights emitted all around him before they launched them at the mannequin. It shimmered briefly, before shattering.

“That’s quite the potent spell, and you landed it beautifully Aizen-san!” You beamed at him. Normally praises like this, were a common occurrence for Sosuke. He would brush them off mentally, while doling out humbled gratitude externally. But for some reason, he felt… bashful.

You were a senior Shinigami officer who immediately took notice of what he was doing “wrong” and went against the original plan he had set in motion to “correct” it. He wondered what you else you had in store for him.

“The next spell I’d like you to do, is weave bakudo 36 with bakudo 52.” You murmured. He nodded his headed as he concentrated his spiritual pressure into his hands as his mind focused on weaving the two spells.

In an instant, the bakudo spell was complete, as two mannequins were bound together by an invisible rope.

“Excellent!” You cheered. Aizen gave a shy smile as he readjusted his glasses. You rolled off the series of spells you wanted him to perform, and each one were executed with astounding precision and power. You noticed the way Aizen’s shoulders slumped under his school uniform – he was relaxed and enjoying himself, and you couldn’t be happier.

But that still doesn’t explain why he’s holding himself back. I need to get to the bottom of this.

“I think that’s all the time I have for today, Aizen-san.” You said, clapping your hands. “Your performance and talent are astounding.” You gently patted him on the shoulder, reaching on the tips of your toes. “It’s given me an idea for our session tomorrow.”

“I look forward to it.” Aizen murmured, bowing his head.

And unlike yesterday, you sensed sincerity in his voice.

A week had gone by of testing and challenging Aizen and you noticed he would sometimes tense up. His focus was undeniably clear, but you suspected that he was thinking about something larger than himself, larger than you two in the room, and decided the best course of action was to hold himself back.

“Aizen-san, I don’t mean to pry,” you gently ask, concern evident on your face, “but do you dislike attention?”

He raised his eyebrows before looking away. He had to think fast of what to say that wouldn’t alarm you or send you to the professors. But before he could say anything, you continued on.

“You have incredible talent and power in kido, that much is true.” You reassured him softly, “but if you’re worried about getting the attention of the Gotei 13…” you murmured, as Aizen reeled from how quickly you figured out his reasoning, “I won’t say anything.”

He was constantly surprised by you.

“Why would you do that?”

“Because it’s important to you, that much I can tell.” You continued to speak softly to him, “your power is amazing, and you’re young – it will continue to grow and with your focus, you will continue to master and wield it with absolute precision.”

He looked away from you, as he felt anger and annoyance filling his body at how easily you read him. “I don’t need you to do that.”

You frowned at him, immediately noticing the tension filling the room. “I understand why you’re hesitant; you rather blend in than be the centre of attention.”

Aizen clenched his fists as he tried to hide his shock.

“I’ve only known you for a week, but I’ve seen the way you interact with your fellow classmates and teachers.” You faced him, standing straight as he tried to avoid your gaze. “I’ve also seen what the Gotei 13 does to some generational talents like you.” Your eyes softened; a sad look crosses your face. “So I understand why you felt the need to hide that part of yourself.”

Aizen was at a loss for words for being read so easily.

“I’ll keep your secret safe” you murmured, trying to give him a reassuring smile, “and I’ll tell Kobayashi-sensei you redid your exam and passed with sufficient progress.”

Aizen bowed deeply, “thank you so much.”

“It’ll be the end of our sessions then, but when you see me around Seireitei, don’t be a stranger.” You gave him a kind smile. “If you have a preference for a squad, I can try my best to get you recruited.”

“You’ve done enough for me,” Aizen said, lifting himself up, “but thank you for your offer and understanding.”

You smiled at him, extending your hand towards him. He immediately grabbed it and shook you. He has a good grip. “I hope we can meet again.” He nodded, but didn’t say anything, watching you leave the room.

You lied to Kobayashi-sensei of what you had given him for practice. Aizen listened outside his teacher’s office as you lied easily to the old man. He couldn’t help but smirk as you told the teacher that his kido progress was “sufficient,” but “not quite up to the standards of the Kido Corps” or squads that relied heavily on kido. He relaxed his shoulders as he left to his dormitory, already thinking about his plans to work his way within the Gotei 13. Encountering you, being tutored by you, was just a small reprieve in his journey.

Thank you for reading! I've completed chapter 2 and most of chapter 3, chapter 4 is just a draft at this moment, but this will be updated every 2-3 weeks :).

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My OC, Riza :}

I got the tattoo inspired by Manaka Sayjou's command seal.

The first image is supposed to be something vampiric, between gray and pink. The color of her hair looks almost like Strawberry Shortcake's cherry.

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my version of Hephaestus!

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drawing of the week

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Champagne ᢉ𐭩 Jugram Haschwalth x f! reader

𓂃۶ৎ warnings: vaginal sex, female reader, rough sex, angry sex, jealous Jugram, ex lovers, alcohol, sex with somewhat plot??

𓂃۶ৎ summary: You’re on a date finally after you and Jugram broke things off, you were with your date at the bar and then suddenly you spot him across the room.. what happens next?

You swirled the ice in your glass cup, nervous about tonight. It’s been a while since you put yourself out there, were you going to embarrass yourself or get lucky by the end of night? Who knows.

You were hoping you could start fresh, or maybe to get yourself distracted from your previous break up with Jugram.. but of course life has a way of throwing you the unexpected.

Your date, he was dressed very nicely, you could tell he is a man who has money. He had an easy smile, he leaned forward to you, “Can I just say.. you look absolutely gorgeous tonight.” He whispered, you got a whiff of his rich cologne. You could feel the warmth on your cheeks, all of this felt all too familiar.

“Thank you, I was a bit nervous on coming..” You twirled a strand of your hair, your date noticed your nervousness and he took your hand, pulling it away from your hair and laid it on the table, he topped your hand with his, “Don’t be worried, Tonight is going to be a blast.” He reassured you, making you blush even more.

“You’re right.. I shouldn’t be..” Your words cut off slowly once you noticed a familiar blonde hair behind your date. You weren’t too sure if it was who you thought it was but you moved your head a bit to the side, trying to get a better view of the person.

When you squinted your eyes to see who it was, you almost wished you hadn’t.

“Is there something wrong?” Your date said, giving your hand a slight squeeze as he looked back to where your eyes were. You immediately made your date turn back to you in a hurrying manner.

“No! Everything’s fine,” Your attention was now back on your date, “Let’s just.. enjoy our time together.” He nodded and had a big smile on his face, “I’m going to ask for another round of drinks then, that okay with you, doll?” You nodded and took one more glance of him.

He was standing near the entrance of the bar, with a glass in his hand. His sharp eyes and features were unmistakable. Not to mention his hair, his hair was the first thing you ever even recognized.

Before, his sharp eyes always had some warmth in them when he looked at you. But this time.. it was different.. his eyes were cold towards you now. Once the weight of his gaze met yours, for a second the room went completely silent, empty.. just you and him.

You hadn’t seen him in months ever since.. the break up. It was definitely a messy breakup, there was yelling and tears during the whole process. But there he was, beautiful as ever, and it honestly looks like he’s gotten taller..?

“Is everything okay?” Your date said, turning back to you with a worried look in his eyes. You heard your date but you didn’t make an effort to actually answer him, leaving him confused.

All you could think about was about the last time you were close to Jugram, the warmth of his body with yours, strands of his blonde hair on your body, his scent bringing you comfort. Then you thought about how he used to make you feel like you were the only important person in the world. Then.. you thought about just how quickly he left.. he came to your world in a flash.. then left it.

You couldn’t handle it anymore, you pushed yourself out of your seat, “Excuse me for a moment.” you murmured to your date who was confused but decided to not protest.

You walked towards the bathroom, each step getting heavier than the other. You needed to get him out of your head already..

As soon as you made it to the bathroom, you made your way to the sink, turning the water on and checking that it was cold enough. You splashed your face lightly, making sure to not get any water on your clothes.

You looked up to the mirror, drips of water dripping down from your face. You slapped your cheeks lightly and told yourself, “Come on! Just go back out there and pretend nothing happened.” You took a deep breath and grabbed a paper towel from the machine, lightly dapping your face with it.

You made your way to the door and when you finally opened it..

He was there.

Your eyes widened in shock, your heart dropped to your toes. You tried to not make eye contact with him but it was too late already.

He was leaning on the wall, waiting for you to come out the bathroom. You tried to walk right past him but he caught you by the wrist, pulling you back to him. Your hand landed right on his chest.

“I never expected to see you here.” His voice was somewhat harsh and cold.

“Same goes for you”You said, your voice was shaky.

Jugram’s lips twitched slightly, though his expression remained serious and composed. But there was a flicker of something deep in his eyes, “It seems like fate has a strange sense of humor.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, you tried to pull yourself away but his grip on your wrist was.. tight. His fingers were cold and firm.. but it strangely felt comforting. Even though your heart was pounding through your chest.

“You were staring at me for a while back there.” You said, finally breaking the silence.

You saw the corner of his lips twitch slightly by your words, but his cool composure didn’t falter. “I couldn’t help it,” he replied, his voice was low, almost a whisper. “You haven’t changed.”

You tore your gaze away right at that moment, unwilling to let him see how much his words truly affected you. But you made the dumb mistake and glanced back at him again, his stare was still on you, his cold eyes boring right into you.

Your heart betrayed you, thudding louder with each passing second. “I.. I don’t think we should be doing this.” You turned your head back to the bar, spotting your date. He was patiently waiting for you to come back, guilt now in your chest.

“It’s too late for that now.” You felt Jugram’s large hands on your face, turning your face, to face him.

His words pulled you back into something you tried so desperately to get away from. You had a date— someone who was nice— he was waiting for you back, he was probably trying to figure out what caused this sudden commotion.

“What do you want, Jugram?” You asked, your voice coming out sharper than you intended. “Why are you here?”

A silence stretched between you two. You felt his gaze calculating you, he had always been good at that. You were beginning to wonder if he planned this encounter all along.

“I was wondering the same thing about you.” There was a hint of something in his voice, “You seemed to be content with him.” There was a faint of disgust and disdain in his voice, he glanced over at the bar, looking at your date.

You followed the direction to where his eyes were, landing on your date then. Your date felt the sudden eyes on him and he looked right over to the bathroom, spotting you and Jugram together. He then had a puzzled expression, he didn’t understand what was going on.

But it seems like your date wasn’t a dumb one, he smiled lightly at you and paid for the drinks and left a tip to the bartender. He looked back to you and smiled once more before leaving his spot.

“Would you look at that.” You clenched your jaw, fighting the urge to lash out at him. You weren’t mad at your date leaving you, you understood why he did. But the fact that Jugram enjoyed the sight of your date leaving, it filled you with some kind of rage.

“Now that the rodent is gone,” Jugram lifted your chin up with his hand, “Why don’t I buy you a drink?” He leaned in closer to your face, a bit of his blond strands falling onto your face. But you were going to try your best to not give in.

“Get off of me.” You swatted his hand away and tried to take step back, to give yourself some space. But his grip on you was still so tight, you sighed in defeat and looked up at him with such cold eyes.

“Please let me go, I let myself get too close to you.”

“And whats so bad about that, sweetheart.”

You gulped by the sudden nickname, the nickname he used when you were both together. Usually, his tone behind it would be full of love and kindness. But this time, it felt somewhat different, of course you felt the lobe behind it but there wasn’t the kindness in it, he was trying to lure you back to him. And it was working.

“Fine then.. It’s a free drink anyways.” Jugram’s grip finally loosened up, he also stepped back from you, finally giving you the space that was needed. “That’s what I thought.” He grabbed your hand and began walking towards the bar.

You awkwardly took the seat next to him, unsure of what to do. You were so engrossed in your own thoughts that you didn’t hear Jugram calling out to you, your attention was brought back once he tapped your forehead. “Nervous now are we?” His words never failed to make you feel small.

“I was just thinking.”

You heard him click his tongue in annoyance, “I hope you’re not thinking about your date,” You opened your mouth to say something but nothing ever came out, “You should’ve known that I’d be coming back.” You slowly turned your head to him, angered even more now. How were you supposed to know that he’d eventually come back? He never said anything.

He hasn’t even bought you a drink yet, so you felt no guilt on what you were about to do.

You furrowed your eyebrows together, clicking your tongue in frustration. Without another word, you pushed yourself out of your seat, your chair scraping the floor as you stormed out of the bar. The fact that he said you should have waited for him to come back made your blood boil.

Why were you supposed to put your life on hold for him? Why wait for someone who hadn’t even promised to come back? You thought things were over once the two of you broke up.

You took a few steps into the cool nights air, already regretting for even coming out tonight. You began to get even more annoyed once you felt your feet starting to ache because of your heels. Then suddenly, you felt a hand on your arm. Whipping your head, you saw him, Jugram.

He was standing there with his jaw clenched and eyes filled with determination and frustration, “What the hell are you doing?” You snapped at him, pulling your arm from his grasp.

“Don’t walk away.” He simply said, his voice low and commanding. He reached for your arm again, this time his touch was gentle and firm, “We need to talk. I’m taking you home.”

“I don’t need you to take me home,” you snapped at him again, trying to pull away. The anger was bubbling up inside of you, you weren’t going to be able to hold back your anger for much longer. “I’m fine on my own.”

His grip tightened ever so slightly, “No, You’re not.”

You didn’t want to go with him, he was your ex, the man that shattered your heart. He was the thing you always tried to walk away from.. but he was right there, in front of you. You felt a sudden change in yourself, the desire to not be alone.

“I’m not letting you walk off like this.” He said firmly, stepping closer to you, making his presence overwhelming.

You glared at Jugram, silence stretching between you two. Then you felt the air shift into something else, maybe it was the loneliness and frustration brewing up inside of you. Or perhaps even the history between you two, the chapter that never came to an end. You let out a heavy sigh, nodding your head, “Fine then.”

He didn’t say anything, he walked you towards his car. When you reached the door, he opened it for you. You turned to him and found him already facing you, his eyes searching yours, trying to see what you were feeling. “I want to come inside.” His voice was low still, but there was a almost pleading tone behind it.

You shook your head, “No, I don’t think it’s best.”

But Jugram didn’t listen, or even cared.

But your home wasn’t too far from the bar, so thankfully the awkward silence was cut short in no time.

Once he drove into the driveway, you opened the door and you then heard him opening his car door as well. You were confused so once you got out the car you stared at him with a puzzled expression.

You watched him as he walked towards you, guiding you to your front door. From the corner of your eye, you could see his lips curving upwards slightly.

“Thank you for driving me home.. Jugram.” You said as you opened the door, making your way inside your home. You were just about to close the door but Jugram used his hand to stop you from closing it, he invited himself to your home, closing the door behind him.

“Jugram!” You yelped out when you felt him suddenly wrap his arms around your waist. He held onto you tightly, not wanting to let you go or run away from him.

“I’ve missed you.” He whispered into your ear, sniffing your perfume, Jugram barely showed this side of him, so to have him suddenly switch up on you made you feel bad for him.

You were being incredibly rude earlier because of his words and actions from earlier, he was being a total dick. So you had the right to be mad at him.. but now.. His mood changed. And you always has a soft spot for this side of his.

“You have no idea.. how hard it was to see you interacting with another man.” He buried his nose to the crook of your neck, “Seeing that rodent.. top your hand with his. Filled me with jealousy.” His arms tightened up around you.

“You’re a beautiful woman, and I understand that you have certain needs,” You felt him remove an arm from your waist, then you felt him pulling down your shirt from your shoulders slightly, he licked his lips once seeing your gentle and soft skin right in front of him. You could feel his teeth sink into your skin, biting your delicate soft skin of your shoulder. “But I am a very jealous.. and possessive man. You should have known.. that the night would have end up like this.”

He stepped back a bit, cupping your cheeks now. Your eyes widened ever so slightly as you felt Jugram’s soft lips against yours. You could feel the desire in the kiss, he was kissing you in a rough and hungry manner. You wanted to stop, stop before things go too far.

But it was too late, you let yourself melt into his touch, giving in. You felt his hand slide up inside your shirt, then under your bra, pinching your nipple. Causing you to yelp out in embarrassment.

Jugram took this chance and slid his tongue into your mouth, he stopped and looked down at you. You were panting, a slight smirk appeared on his face, he took his thumb and brushed it over your lips.

“Would you like for me to stop?” He asked as he used his thumb to rub on your cheek.

You smirked, pulling him down by the shirt to let his lips smash onto yours, it certainly caught him off guard. Once you pulled away, you felt absolutely no feat anymore, “That should tell you my answer.”

He chuckled lightly before swooping you up, he had no trouble finding your room. He’s carried you to your room many times before..

He shut the door behind him, making a click sound. He settled down on the bed and he pulled you over to his lap.

“Start removing your clothes.” He demanded, you nodded and slipped your shirt off easily, unclasping your bra, letting your breasts feel the cool air of the room.

He dipped his head down, biting and sucking on your collarbone. Soft moans escaped your lips when feeling Jugram’s rough hands cup your breasts, massaging it with such care.

You let your arms rest over his shoulder until you had enough, as he continued to kiss your collarbone, you unbuttoned his blouse and Jugram pulled back, letting you take his blouse off.

Your delicate hands touched up against his soft abs, his breath hitched, causing you to look up. He was always the most sensitive around that area, you bit your lip to prevent you from smiling but you failed.

“Please let us just continue.” He pleaded, and you nodded and smiled towards him, seeing him all flushed and slightly embarrassed.. it warmed your heart, making you completely forget the breakup that you went through.

“It’s been so long.. too long.” He whispered under his breath, you felt his hard dick poking through his pants, twitching with every little movement you did while on his lap.

“You’re going to take all of me tonight, do you understand? For being with another man.” He whispered in a low tone, he pushed you off of his lap and laid your back on the bed.

He pulled your shorts down, along with your underwear while doing so. You caught him looking and quickly shut your legs together and used your hands to cover your breasts, “Don’t cover yourself up now,”He put his hands on the inner of your thighs, spreading them wide just for him. “You really shouldn’t have let yourself be seem with that rodent.”

He took your hands and pinned them up above your head, having a firm grip on them. “Now for that, I am going to make you scream my name. I’m going to have you limping by the end of this.” He used his free hand to unbuckle his pants, he pulled them down slightly, along with his boxers, his dick sprung out.

His size never failed to intimidate you, he was long and thick, was that big thing really going to fit inside your hole?

You felt his cock poking your entrance, he let out a big sigh, looking down.

He watched as his cock slowly disappeared inside of you, he was balls deep inside.

You squeezed your eyes shut, letting out a moan. No matter how many times this man fucked you, you could never adjust yourself to his size right away. His cock stretched your insides, he grunted as he threw his head back.

“You’re fucking squeezing me.” he leaned in and smashed his lips against yours, he pulled back after that short kiss.

His movements were slow at first, he was being nice and letting you adjust to his size.

“Oh fuck.. Jugram.!” You moaned out his name as he thrusted in and out of you, slamming into yours squishy walls.

His hips thrusting into you at a fast and rough pace, but it felt fucking amazing.

Your toes began to curl, gripping onto your sheets, it was almost too much. His cock was hitting all of the right places like always, your back arched slightly when his cock slammed into your cunt.

He released your hands and put your legs over his shoulder to fuck you even harder

The sound of skin clapping against each other continued to get louder and louder, as well with moans and grunts.

He leaned in, giving you a sloppy kiss. The both of you moaned into each other’s mouths, his tongue slipped inside your mouth, exploring your mouth.

You bucked your hips up, wanting more of him, all of him. He threw his head back, looking up at the ceiling, trying to compose himself from cumming so soon.

He couldn’t cum soon, he needed more, more of you. He let himself slip out of you.

“Jugram!” You whined out, wanting him to put himself back in. You were just about to grab his cock and put it in yourself but he carried you up and he settled you both down on the edge of the bed. You were on his lap.

“Get on.” He simply stated, you automatically knew what he meant and you got up slightly, just enough to let his cock slip inside of you while on his lap. You let out a loud moan.

He wasted no time and began to bounce you up and down on his cock, this way he could really go all out in you.

He watched as your breasts jumped up and down right in front of him, he cupped them and gave them a hard squeeze.

He could feel himself about to cum soon, so he stopped bouncing you and let his hands hold him up on the bed.

But you, you continued to bounce on his dick, grinding on his dick, you put your hands on his shoulder as support.

His cock continued to slam into your core, causing your body to jolt.

“You feel amazing..” He moaned out, his voice becoming shaky.

Your body was slowly giving away, your bouncing slowed down but you made sure not to stop. Soon enough your body started to shake as you came. Jugram then leaned in and kissed your collarbone, “That’s my girl.” He said as he thrusted himself into you just a few more times before cumming inside of you.

You could feel his hot, sticky cum fill your cunt, overflowing with it.

You got up and let yourself plop down on the bed. You were a panting mess and sweaty.

Jugram let himself plop down with you, he pulled you close to him.

He couldn’t help but he content with you being by his side once again, a feeling he wished to come back. And it did.

You were in his arms again.

“I love you.” He whispered out.

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[airisaa]

When he's needy for you

!NeedyAizen x !fem.reader

Tw: Control, power, teasing from his end, impatiece, needy, touchy

Summary: Aizen Sōsuke is a man of control, but if he ever found himself feeling needy or craving his significant other in a way that bordered on desperation, he wouldn’t show it outright. Instead, his approach would be subtle but inescapable.

A/N: I've broken this down into 6 small phases if you will. Each breaking down the Aizen Sosuke's patience 🤭. Hope you guys like this.

Phase 1: He Becomes More Physically Present

Aizen isn’t the type to outright admit he wants attention. Instead, he would find ways to close the distance by standing closer than usual, letting his fingers linger when touching his partner, brushing against them under the guise of casual contact.

For an example, his partner could be reading, or watching tv and he would quietly slide next to them, resting a hand on their thigh without saying a word.

Phase 2: His Voice Gets Lower, Deeper and More Intimate

Even in his neediest moments, Aizen never loses control. Instead, he deepens it. His voice, already smooth as it is, becomes quieter, slower, forcing his partner to focus on every syllable.

"You’ve been ignoring me." The words aren’t accusing, just a quiet observation laced with a dangerous kind of intent.

He might whisper against their skin, not outright begging, but ensuring they feel the weight of his need. Aizen would never beg.

Phase 3: He Teases, But His Smirk Starts To Falter

As weve established, Aizen enjoys control, but when his own composure wavers, he starts to get impatient.

He starts teasing more, his usual smirk and cold demeanor still in place, but it’s a little forced, a little too tight. He wants them to react, to stop making him wait.

"You seem distracted. Should I remind you where your focus should be?"

Phase 4: He Traps Them Weather Physically or Psychologically

Aizen doesn’t just ask for what he wants, he will ensure his partner has no choice but to give it to him.

He corners them against the nearest surface, his hands resting on either side. He won’t touch them yet, but he’ll make them feel the tension. He must make them feel like they are suffocating.

If physical restraint isn’t enough, he’ll use his words, making them realize how much power they have over him, without outright saying it.

Phase 5: He’s Less Patient Than Usual

Normally, Aizen would enjoys taking his time, dragging things out, making his partner beg. But when he’s truly needy, his usual control cracks just ever so slightly.

His kisses become much more hungrier, rougher, as if he's been holding back for too long.

He interrupts them mid-sentence, pressing his lips to their throat, their collarbone, anywhere he can taste them.

If they tease him back, trying to make him wait? His patience fill finally snap. He pins them down, voice dangerously low.

"I don’t think you understand how long I’ve been waiting for this."

Phase 6: He Won’t Let Go Until He’s Satisfied

Once Aizen starts, he won’t stop until he’s had his fill, until he's had enough.

His hands won’t stop roaming, as if memorizing every inch of his partner.

Even when he’s done, he won’t pull away immediately. His fingers will still be tracing over their skin, lips brushing over their temple, still unwilling to let go.

And if his need wasn’t completely satisfied? He’ll pull them back in, whispering,

“Once wasn’t enough. Im sure you can handle another round.”

In general, a needy Aizen isn't a desperate aizen. He’s dangerous. His sense of control won't shatter; it tightens around his partner like a silk thread, pulling them closer until they can’t escape his need 🤭🤭

A/n: I had way too much fun writing this, legit kicking my feet lmfao 🤭. Anyways more stuff like this incoming so please stay updated if you like this kind of content.

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How Aizen Sosuke would act towards his significant other/lover headcannons

A/N: Before reading please note that if it seems ooc it's because this significant other must be VERY close with aizen for him to perform this way, someone he trusts to a certain degree. But I think i nailed his character pretty well so have no fear.

• Reserved Affection: Aizen tends to be emotionally reserved, so his gestures of love would be subtle and calculated, rather than overt displays of affection.

During a quiet evening together, Aizen might watch his partner from across the room, his gaze softening momentarily before he goes back to his book or work. It’s a rare moment, but when he’s lost in thought, his partner might catch him staring with a faint, almost imperceptible smile that speaks volumes.

• Protective: While he may not openly show it, he cares deeply about his partner’s well-being. His protective nature is understated but evident in his actions, such as ensuring their safety or subtly guiding them without being controlling.

If they were ever in a dangerous situation, Aizen would remain calm but quickly place himself between them and the threat. Afterward, when they ask about his cold demeanor, he might downplay it, saying, "I trust you can handle yourself, but I don’t take chances with what’s mine."

• Intellectual Engagement: Aizen values intelligence and might engage in deep, philosophical discussions with his partner. He would find their intellectual compatibility stimulating and would often challenge them in ways that push them to grow.

Perhaps on a lazy afternoon, Aizen could begin discussing a philosophical topic that interests him, such as the nature of power or control, but with a twist,he invites his partner to challenge his views. "What do you think, darling? Is freedom really an illusion?" he might ask, genuinely interested in their perspective, while keeping his own thoughts measured.

• Unspoken Care: Aizen isn’t the type to express emotions openly, but small gestures like making sure his partner is comfortable or solving problems without them realizing could be his way of showing love.

After a long day, his partner might find a cup of tea waiting for them when they return to their shared space. Aizen didn’t say anything, but the gesture clearly shows he noticed their exhaustion. He would simply say, "I trust it will help you relax," in his usual calm tone.

• Occasional Praise: Though he might not shower them with compliments, when Aizen does offer praise, it’s meaningful and often reserved for moments when it’s most deserved.

If his partner has achieved something significant, like completing a project or handling a difficult situation, Aizen might offer a rare compliment. "That was... impressive," he might say with a hint of admiration, before moving back to his usual composed self, not one for excessive praise.

• Teasing or Provoking: Aizen might engage in subtle teasing, especially when he wants to see his partner’s reaction. He enjoys pushing boundaries but in a controlled way.

If his partner were trying to outsmart him in an intellectual debate, Aizen might lean back with a slight smirk. "Is that really the best you can do? How disappointing," he’d say, but with a playful glint in his eye. It’s his way of showing affection through challenge, not cruelty.

• Thoughtful Gifts: Rather than spontaneous romantic gestures, Aizen might give thoughtful gifts that reflect his understanding of his partner’s needs or desires.

Instead of a typical romantic gift, Aizen might notice his partner’s interest in a particular rare book, or an obscure item that holds sentimental value, and surprise them with it. When they thank him, he responds, "I remember you mentioning it once. It seemed like something you’d appreciate."

• Emotional Distance: He may sometimes seem emotionally distant, but it’s more a result of his natural guardedness. He would never let his partner feel neglected, though it could be hard to read his true feelings at times.

When his partner is upset and seeking emotional comfort, Aizen might remain somewhat distant, offering practical advice instead of emotional solace. "It’s simple—deal with it as you would any other obstacle. Emotion clouds judgment," he’d say, before gently guiding them toward a more logical solution to their problem.

• Possessiveness : While he may not outright express jealousy, Aizen might demonstrate a quiet possessiveness, ensuring that his partner understands they are an integral part of his life, but it would be done in a way that feels almost natural, never overly dramatic.

If another person shows interest in his partner, Aizen might quietly observe the situation from afar. Later, in a private moment, he’d comment, "I don’t mind you interacting with others, but be mindful of how much attention you invite. Some people don't know when to stop." His tone remains calm, but there’s an unmistakable edge to his words.

• Supportive in Crisis: When his partner is in trouble or needs guidance, Aizen will step in with strategic, calculated support—offering help in a way that’s effective but not necessarily emotional.

When something goes wrong, and his partner is panicked, Aizen steps in with his usual calm demeanor, offering a clear course of action. "Focus. We will resolve this, but first, you need to calm down." He might guide them through the steps in a quiet, no-nonsense way, demonstrating his unwavering support even though he doesn't show overt emotion.

• Reserved Physical Affection: Aizen may not be the most touchy-feely, but when he does engage in physical affection, it’s likely to be intimate and sincere, albeit understated. For example, a hand on the back, a gentle touch, or a quiet hug could be his way of expressing closeness.

After an emotionally taxing day, Aizen might approach his partner as they’re about to go to bed. Instead of a passionate kiss or hug, he may simply place a hand on their shoulder, his fingers gently squeezing as he murmurs, "Rest. Tomorrow will be easier," offering comfort in his understated way. He might offer you some tea before bed too 🤗

A/N: omg was editing this on mobile HELL. I hope you guys enjoyed this 🤗. I really tried introducing new English words to my dictionary so I don't sound basic 😭