lovelyori

[lovelyori]

You’re Mine.

{Tengen x Makio x Hina x Suma x Fem!Reader}

Warnings: poly relationship • fivesome • semi-public sex • possessive Tengen • wlw • explicit language • breeding kink

A/N: thank you for the request anon! I really took it and ran so I hope you enjoy!

Word count: 5.2k

“It’s only a small list! With four of you it should be a breeze!” Tengen smiled fondly at you four, stretching his arms towards the sky. “I take it that means you won’t be accompanying us.” Hina laughed as he sighed dramatically, “five of us would be overkill for such a small list!”. He was beyond instant that this small list would be a breeze. It wasn’t until you got to the market that you realized how large the list was. “So that’s why he wanted all four of us to go.”

The list just kept unfolding until it was nearly at Suma’s feet. “WAAA! This is going to take all day!” Suma wailed, throwing the list in the air for you to catch. “Suma! We would have been screwed if we lost that!” A slap to the back had Suma running to you for cover. “It’s actually not that bad.” As your eyes scanned the items listed you realized it would be easy to group together and split amongst you.

“So we can break it down to four categories. Meat and fish, fruits and vegetables, baked goods, herbs and spices. It looks like we are out of a ton of herbs so I can take that one since it's the longest.” Hina took the list from you to glance over and make her decision. “I’ll take meat and fish. You two can decide between fruits and baked goods.” Makio took the list next, “we know Suma will buy more than necessary with her sweet tooth. So I’ll take baked goods.” Another wail sounded from Suma “no fair!”

“You can tell Makio what you want from the baked goods. Or you can combine the last two categories and do them together.” You hoped Hina’s compromise would settle things, and luckily it did. With that you all split off, it was a market you frequented often so you knew exactly where to go. The herbs and spices were tucked away in its own little alley of the market. Tents and tables were set up filled with an array of different options.

“Good morning miss! Need help?” You smiled as a kind looking man waved you over. “I have quite the list.” You handed it over to the older man, laughing as he adjusted the glasses on his face to decipher Tengen’s handwriting. “It looks like I can help you with a few things. I have ginger, sansho pepper and mustard seed powder. There are a few merchants further down that have more medical herbs and western imports.” You thanked the man and handed him the money.

As you made your way through the market you spotted the tents he was referring to. “Good morning dear! How can I help you?” This tent was run by a sweet old woman. “I have a few herbs to pick up per my husband’s request.” You couldn’t help but laugh as she wiggled her eyebrows. “Not anything like that!” This time it was her turn to smile. “Must be nice having a young lover.” You waved your hand at her, laughing still. “I’m looking for turmeric and ginkgo. Oh and by any chance do you have tea tree or primrose oil? Oh and I’ll definitely take some of that wisteria.”

She began packing your order for you, making small talk as she wrapped each item with care. “Pardon me ma’am.” You looked up as a male voice appeared beside you. “Yes?” He seemed to be about your age and looking a little lost. “I just wanted to say you are absolutely breathtaking.” You certainly weren’t expecting that. Part of you hoped it would be a simple compliment but you knew what he would say next. “Oh! You’re too kind. Thank you.” You turned back to the woman as she handed you part of the wrapped goods.

“Here let me help.” You moved away with your items still in hand. “That won’t be necessary. Thank you though.” You hoped he would walk away, instead he persisted. “Would you by chance want to go get something to eat with me?” You held in your sigh, handing the woman her money after she handed you the rest of your order. “I’m sorry, but I’m not interested.” You placed the items in your bag, hoping he’d walk away after. “Or we could just get drinks.” This time though, you let out that sigh.

“I already told you I’m not interested.” You thanked the woman and began walking to the next stand. Much to your dismay he began trailing behind you. “Not even to just chat?” You turned to look at him now, “I’m married.” You figured that would be the end of it. “He doesn’t have to know.” That made you freeze in your tracks. “Are you saying you want me to cheat on my husband?” Why couldn’t he get lost? “It’s not cheating if he never finds out.” Your mouth fell open at that, anger bubbling in your stomach at his ignorance. “I already told you I’m not interested.”

You began chatting with the next merchant, rattling off parts of your list and counting out the money needed for the order. “Here.” You froze as this mystery man handed over the money needed for your herbs. “What are you doing?” You felt your brow twitch as the persistent stranger paid for you. “Going about things a different way.” You thanked the merchant before heading off towards the entrance of the herb and spice tents. Part of you hoped he’d leave you alone once you found the others.

As you read over your part of the list you felt your shoulder sag as you realized there were still a few things left. “So you aren’t going to talk to me now?” You whirled around, anger making your jaw hurt as you stared at him. “I told you. I don’t have a single interest in you. Truly if you saw my husband you’d understand you stood no chance.” You began storming away this time, the only reason you didn’t mention your wives was because that may interest him more. As if your relationship was some sort of fetish.

“So where is this mystery husband then? He couldn’t have sent his wife to the market alone.” So he didn’t believe you now? You thought back on Tengen’s reassurance, he was probably still training at the moment. “He’s at home, training. He’s a shinobi after all.” This man would think you were absolutely insane. “A Shinobi?” You could hear laughter bubbling in his voice and it only fueled your anger. “Oi! Y/n! What’s taking so long?” Your heart soared when you heard Makio’s voice.

You turned around, looking past the man to see Hina, Suma and Makio walking towards you with their full bags. “It’s taking me so long because this asshole won’t leave me alone.” With their sudden appearance you gained a little more confidence. “Oh. Is that so?” Hina tilted her head, looking him over from head to toe while he stared at her in confusion. “Who the hell are you?”

“Her wife.” You held back a laugh as all three spoke in unison. He began laughing “oh this is good. Seriously!” He couldn’t believe it. “Well I told you I was married to a shinobi didn’t I?” His laughter died as he connected the dots. “You told him you were married and he kept trying? How pathetic.” Makio was seething, meanwhile Suma had snuck around to link arms with you. “He won’t leave me alone Makio.” You pouted, hugging Suma’s arm. “He even said it wouldn’t count as cheating if Tengen never found out.”

“Oh! That’s a good one!” Hina walked closer to him, “get lost.” Makio slowly pulled out a kunai, she’d never use it but it always scared others away. “Don’t ever let me see your face here, around y/n or any of us.” He got the hint, finally, and scurried away. “He was a persistent one. He didn’t even tell me his name. He didn’t even ask my name!” The realization made you begin laughing, “sorry y/n. We should have stuck together” Suma pulled you closer.

“How about we get the last few things and go tell Tengen what happened.” Hina read over your portion of the list as she spoke. “Sounds good to me. I’ve had enough of this market for today.”

“And then he wouldn’t take no for an answer!” You took another bite of food, watching Tengen’s face struggle to stay calm. “Even after I told him I was married, he still persisted. Even said it didn’t count as cheating if you never found out.” You had even laughed about it on your way home, you four now found the whole thing rather comical. Tengen on the other hand looked as if he was seething. “Did he touch you?” Your hand stopped mid reach, “No. He didn’t touch me. You know he wouldn’t have walked away with his life if he did.”

Tengen still didn’t seem satisfied. “He didn’t touch any of you, correct?” His eyes shifted from you to Makio then Suma and lastly Hina. All of you shook your heads, food partially forgotten. “What did he look like?” You shook your head. “You aren’t going to track this guy down.” This time all eyes turned to you. “Is that a challenge, my dear?” Tengen was no one to mess with when he was angry. Since you had gotten over the whole ordeal, you didn’t realize how upsetting it could be for your husband to hear.

“No. I just think you’re getting a little too worked up.” You reached out to touch his hand, slightly worried he’d pull away. Instead he shifted his hand so he could hold yours. “I don’t like the fact that sleazy men think they have any right to talk to you.” He was genuinely fuming. You glanced over at Hina, hoping she’d help you figure out a way to calm him down. “Tengen…” you were surprised when Suma was the first to speak up. “Yes?” His voice had gotten calmer, but you could still feel the tension in his grip.

“How about after dinner we all go to the hot springs!” Suma definitely knew the way to his heart, the smile on his face said it all. “That sounds like a wonderful idea.” You knew the whole situation was still bothering him, but a nice soak with four beautiful women was sure to ease his stress. “We’ll need a towel for each of us and then a towel to clean up with.” Makio choked on her water, looking up at him with wide eyes. “So it’s that kind of hot spring visit.” Tengen seemed more than pleased with where his night was heading. “Absolutely.”

Night had fallen by the time you made it to the hot springs. They were only about a twenty minute walk from your shared estate. “I still can’t believe you won’t even describe this man to me.” Tengen had your hand locked with his, you found it kind of cute that he had suddenly become so protective. “He looked like everyone else! You see one guy that looks like him and you’ll kill the wrong man!” Suma began giggling at your dramatics, skipping along the path ahead of the four of you.

“I’ll be able to tell! He’ll sound like a sleazy bastard.” He was so certain his sense of heading would help him pinpoint the culprit. “Tengen, give it a rest already!” Makio began rubbing her temples, hoping the fake headache would get the man to stop. “I won’t! Just give me a damn description and I’ll shut it!” The hot springs finally came into view and you sighed with relief. “I’ll give you a description when we get in that water.” You tried to wiggle your hand out of his grasp, pulling on your kimono.

Suma on the other hand was already naked, throwing her kimono to the ground and stepping into the hot springs. “Show some restraint!” Makio threw a rock at her head, making the girl squeal and duck “so mean!” Hina rolled her eyes as she too began undressing. “You two act like little kids.” She was laughing as she spoke, dropping her kimono to the ground and sinking into the hot springs. “I need both my hands to undress, Tengen.” You smiled as he refused to let go, as if you’d get taken away if he let go.

“Tengen is being dramatic.” Makio had a smile on her face but you could tell she was hoping for his attention too. “He’s playing favorites.” He huffed at that, raising an eyebrow at you. “You know I love all of you. I’m just a little hurt okay!” You began laughing at his dramatics, using one hand to begin undressing since he still refused to let your other go. “Hurt over what?” Makio was submerged in the hot water now too, three pairs of eyes were watching you in curiosity.

“Okay okay maybe that wasn’t the right term.” He finally let go of your hand, allowing the both of you to undress and join the others in the hot spring. “Then what term did you mean?” Hina cuddled up beside you, watching Tengen relax into Makio’s arms. “I’m just a bit upset that I asked you four to go to the market and some time like that happened. I should have gone with you.” So it was regret that was weighing heavily on his shoulders. Makio sighed, slowly massaging his scalp. “Things like that are sadly bound to happen. No one was hurt. You don’t need to feel guilty.”

“Plus we got free stuff out of it!” Suma had just re-emerged from under the hot water. “How does that not hurt!” You could never understand why she always dunked her head under. “Wait, how did you get free stuff?” You glance at Hina who looked to be fighting off laughter. “Oh I didn’t tell you that?” Hina buried her face in your neck now, her laughter vibrating your shoulders. “No, clearly you didn’t.” There was an amused smile creeping up his face even though he didn’t know what was happening.

“He tried to win my affection by paying for some of the herbs. He chose my most expensive order too.” Tengen seemed rather pleased by your answer, “well if I ever meet him, I’ll have to pay him back. But for now…” he turned his body, moving to kiss Makio’s cheek. “We may as well really relax. That is a problem for another day.” You watched his hands emerge from the water and trail up Makio’s frame. She shivered as he reached her breasts. “You should really wear a towel if you're going to sit above the water.” You watched as his lips connected with hers, only looking away when Hina pulled your face towards her.

“Suma, come here.” She was looking you dead in the eyes as she spoke. Hina’s lips melted against yours as Suma appeared beside you, her breasts pressing into your back. Suma’s hands began roaming your body, her lips attaching to your neck as Hina coaxed your mouth open. “Gotta make our favorite girl feel better after a day like today.” Suma’s hands came up to cup your breasts as she whispered in your ear, Hina’s hands slid lower, rubbing your thighs under the water.

“How are we going to do this in the hot springs?” You pulled away from Hina, barely hearing her response as Suma pulled you towards her lips instead. “Who said we can’t scissor in the hot springs.” Your cheeks went red hot as Hina spread your thighs. “Plus, if it doesn’t work we can always just sit on the ledge and try again.” Suma pulled away from you, helping you lean backwards so Hina could angle herself on top. “We’ll have to make it quick, I think Tengen is a little pent up.” You glanced over to see he had Makio on her back, her body fully exposed above the water as he positioned himself at her entrance.

“Oh my.” Your laughter turned into a shaky moan as Hina slotted herself between your legs. Despite the heat of the water you were submerged in, you could still feel the heat radiating from her center. “Maybe it will work!” Suma’s hands began squeezing your breasts, tugging at your nipples softly so your back would arch. “You know…” Hina began rocking her hips slowly, “Tengen isn’t the only one who is mad over what that idiot did to you.” Her rhythm became steady, waves of pleasure course through you as you listen to her speak.

“It’s rather annoying that men think they stand a single chance.” You didn’t realize it, but it seems the incident was weighing heavily on all of them. There was a twitch in Hina’s brow that gave it away. “Yeah, it was kinda scary seeing him so close to you.” Suma sunk her teeth into the shell of your ear, holding your breasts even tighter. Hina’s rocking only seemed to become harsher, over the sloshing of water you could hear Makio’s moans. They were just out of sight for you, each time Hina’s body moved you only caught a small glimpse.

“It…it bothered you all that much?” You could already feel the build up starting. “Yes!” You all turned to look at Makio, a hand flying over her mouth as Tengen continued to rock into her. “Awfully quiet Tengen.” Suma rolled your nipples between her fingers, causing you to whine. “Because—ha— I’m saving it for y/n to hear nice and clear.” You whined at the thought, Hina’s hips began grinding in circles. “Shit…” your chest heaved, the stimulation and hot water suddenly becoming too much to handle.

“Oh! Close already? Are you getting off on the fact that we were worried about you?” You squeezed your eyes shut, the truth too embarrassing to face. “Shit.” You assumed Tengen must be close. Hina’s hips grinded down on you faster, she didn’t want you taken from her before she was done. “Suma…keep playing with her. Look how close she is.” There was a smile present on Hina’s face when your eyes opened again, Suma’s hands continued their toying while her lips moved to your neck.

“We’re lucky this is our own private hot spring.” Had you not been so close you would have laughed at Hina’s comment. You could only imagine how gross the water would be to an outsider. “Fuck…” your eyes watered as the slow build up became unbearable, your release teetering right on the edge. “Hina…Suma…please…” you felt loved being at their mercy. “I’m trying…ha…” Hina’s hips became erratic. Your hands shot out to hold her hips, pressing her cunt further against yours as the thread finally snapped.

You came with a loud cry, Hina following shortly after you. “No fair!” Suma whined as you both came down from your highs, “I’m the only one who hasn’t gotten to come yet!” You started to laugh as you caught your breath, Hina slowly sinking into the hot springs as you sat further up. “Makio and Hina can help you out, Suma. Y/n. Get your ass over her.” You felt a shiver run down your spine. Tengen was sitting with his arms resting on the edge of the hot springs, Makio was slowly making her way over to you three on shaky legs.

You switched places with Makio, smiling as she kissed your cheek when you passed. Tengen still looked pissed, the butterflies in your stomach still had you aching for more. You sat on his lap, hands coming up to cup his cheeks. “So sweet.” The anger in his expression melted into a warm smile, his arms moved to hold your waist. “I know you stood your ground. I have no worries of you ever leaving me. But the fact that people think they can just do as they please with you…” his grip grew tighter, the anger returning to his face.

“You’re mine. You are mine only. Or well, Hina’s, Suma’s Makio’s and Mine. Just as we are yours.”

You felt your lower lip tremble, his hands dipped lower under the water to cup your ass. “Perhaps I’ll have to leave some marks to let people know you are certainly taken.” He lifted you slightly causing you to fall forward. “Maybe I’ll get you pregnant.” It was just nothing more than a breathless whisper, so quiet you would have thought you imagined it. His lips melded to yours in a suffocating kiss, your body pressing tightly to his own. Your hips began to move without you thinking, grinding against his erection.

“I think I will.” Your lips were connected by a string of saliva now, his lidded eyes and blown out pupils making you gulp. “What do you think ladies?” Tengen looked over your shoulder, Makio was sitting with the water up to her chin while Hina was taking care of Suma’s needs with her tongue. “What’s that?” Makio looked absolutely exhausted. “I think I’ll y/n pregnant tonight. That way no moron will try something. It will be clear as day she is taken and committed.” You didn’t have the courage to turn around, mind spinning at the thought of actually carrying his child.

“I think she’d look so cute!” Suma’s response was a mix between a squeal and moan. Tengen studied Makio’s face, watching a blush slowly but surely rise up her face “do it.” You buried your face in his neck, the only one that hasn’t responded was Hina. “I’ll—ah—answer for Hina… she moaned…really loud when you mentioned that. So I’d say—ah— that was a yes.” Hina’s attack on Suma was unrelenting. “That settles it then. I’m getting you pregnant tonight Y/N.”

You squealed as your body left the hot water all together, your back met the cool stone surrounding the hot spring. “Are you okay with this?” There was concern on his face, his cheeks were red and for some reason he looked as innocent as a child looking down at you. “I am. You can get me pregnant if you want. It’s bound to happen eventually.” You felt a giddiness build in your chest. You and the others didn’t really do too much to prevent pregnancy. The most caution you had taken was trying to avoid sex around the timeframe where you’d be most likely to conceive.

It wasn’t an unwelcome idea, certainly Shinobi had large families. Tengen would be no exception to that. “Good.” He was hovering over you, almost entirely out of the hot springs himself. His lips descended on your neck, littering marks where Suma had missed.

“Tengen…” your hands buried in his hair, spreading your legs a little wider to allow him more room to get closer. “Yes?” He was kissing down your sternum now, one hand kept him balanced above you while the other began massaging your breast.

“Quicker.” You felt his laughter vibrate your chest, “desperate to feel me?” You closed your eyes again, too embarrassed to look at him. You jumped slightly when his voice appeared right next to your ear. “Use your words.” You whined, his cock pressing to your lower stomach as he waited for your response. “I-I am. I want to feel you…so bad.” You barely felt the cool night air on your skin. That was usually the worst part of leaving the hot springs.

“Is that so? Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.” You groaned, it seems no matter how many times he pulled this trick it never got old. “Tengen.” You shivered as his head spread your slick folds, brushing lightly over your clit. “C’mon. I’ll move quicker when you tell me what to do.” You tugged harshly on his hair, earning a groan in response. “Fuck me! Please. Fill me up.” You couldn’t take the embarrassment, you never quite understood why he loved hearing you talk like that. “Such a good girl.”

His lips pressed against yours, teeth sinking into your bottom lip so your mouth would open. Your back arched, as if it would somehow get him inside of you. “Okay okay.” He smiled as he pulled away, shifting his legs so he had better leverage. “Here you go.” He pressed the bulbous head to your entrance, you clenched involuntarily. A small chuckle left Tengen’s lips “Makio c’mere.” You heard water sloshing about until Makio appeared next to you. “I think our girl is a little too excited. Help her relax.”

Makio smiled down at you, laying on her stomach to stroke your cheek. “You’re so cute.” You could tell she was getting sleepy, Tengen really must have worn her out. You opened your mouth to speak but a loud moan came out instead. “Shit!” You wailed as Tengen bottomed out fully. “Fuck…I’ll make you feel so good.” His hips moved slowly, Makio’s hands began running up and down your torso, dipping lower to ghost along your clit before trailing all the way back up to your shoulder.

Tengen’s hips found a steady rhythm, hands coming to pull your knees over his shoulders. He was hoping the new leverage would keep your lower half from scraping across the ground. Makio’s light touches compared to Tengen’s heavy hits had your head spinning. He was hitting all the right spots, you swore at some points he was actually hitting your cervix. With each cry of his name, Makio would make you say hers as well. She would time each thrust with her fingers on your clit, slow but deliberate circles making your toes curl.

“You’ll look so cute carrying my baby. I bet men will look on with envy knowing you’re taken.” Makio chuckled as Tengen began thrusting even harder, some of his previous anger leaking back into him. Your breasts bounced in a mesmerizing rhythm, so much so that Makio needed to touch them. “You’re—ah—still mad?” You couldn’t believe he was still holding onto the matter as he fucked you. “Of course I am! No one should fucking dare to go near you let alone try and take you from me.” His grip on your ass tightened, a loud squeal leaving your lips as Makio took one of your nipples into her mouth.

“You’re mine.” His thrusts started to become a little sloppy. The blush rising on his chest gave away that he was close. “Makio—focus on her clit. I want her to suck all of this in.” You both blushed at the implication of his words, Makio’s fingers skillfully got to work. “He’s really determined, huh y/n.” She knew her words were falling on partially deaf ears. All you could focus on was Tengen’s face and places he was reaching inside of you. His brows were scrunched in anger and determination.

“Come on pretty girl, come.” You whined, the tension you felt threatening to snap at any second. Your hands grabbed both his wrists, holding on tightly as you felt the release you hoped for coming. “Oh wow.” Makio’s voice was right by your ear, her fingers became erratic. With a loud cry you came for the second time that night. Spots blurred your vision as Tengen’s thrusts remained relentless as he pushed you through your orgasm. A few more thrusts and he buried himself deep, spilling inside of you with a shameless moan.

“Don’t move.” You both began to relax a bit, but Tengen refused to move even after his soften cock slipped out of you. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk.” You felt a lazy giggle leave your lips but you were far too tired to really think past the position you were in. “Me either.” Makio was resting her head on your chest, the exhaustion finally catching up with her. “I think you overdid it, Tengen.” Hina and Suma’s heads appeared on either side of him.

If you didn’t feel so spacey at the moment you probably would have been embarrassed. Tengen was holding your ass in the air as if it were a piece of art he was showing off. Had you made any sort of comment he probably would start showing it off. “Maybe I did. But they are satisfied aren’t they?” You and Makio let out lazy groans in response. “I’ll carry y/n and Makio. You two just need to grab towels. Though I’d relax for a while, I don’t want to move her yet.”

“You really think you’ll get her pregnant on the first try?” Suma put a towel over you and then a second over Makio. “I sure do.” Tengen smiled down at your sleepy form, Makio was already snoring softly against your breasts. “Oi, Tengen.” Your voice sounded hoarse as you spoke. “Just get us home. If any slips out you can just fuck me again on our bed. At least I can sleep comfortably after that.” You liked the shocked look on his face, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

You weren’t normally that bold unless you were tired.

“Let’s get you two dressed.” Hina pulled Makio off you, drying her off the best she could. “This is going to take a while.” Suma began laughing as Hina struggled to get Makio’s arm into the sleeve of her kimono. “You can put me down, Tengen, this position is uncomfortable.” Your knees were no longer hooked over his shoulders, instead it was your ankles. “I’m on full display!” You whined as the man refused to move. “I’ll let you down when Hina is ready to help you get dressed.” Hina, on the other hand, was now attempting to get Makio’s other arm into the kimono.

“Why did you have to make this decision when we are in the middle of the woods?” You stared up at the starry sky above you, may as well enjoy the view while he has you stuck like this. “It’s flamboyant isn’t it?” He saw no issue with where he chose to try and make you a mother, how typical. “It would be if I wasn’t so cold. These rocks still hurt you know!” You looked back at his face when you heard him sigh. “I love you.” The sudden tenderness made your heart skip. “We all love you.” Hina and Suma looked over at you, smiling softly.

“I—I love all of you too. I’d love you even more if I could have some of my dignity back.” You glared at Tengen, his laughter booming through the trees surrounding the hot springs as he finally gave in and set your legs down. “Well, looks like it’s your lucky day.” You sat up, kissing Tengen’s chest before standing on shaky legs. “Looks like it’s all staying.” You laughed to yourself as you began getting dressed. After a few minutes you were all ready to head back. Much to your shock, Tengen was able to carry you and Makio back.

“Next time some idiot tries to take you from me, kill him.” You snorted, nuzzling your head into his shoulder. “You’re so dramatic.”

[lovelyori]

French Jean switches back to his mother tongue when he’s really tired, or drunk, or frustrated, or just randomly mid-sentence without even realizing. It’s like his brain goes back to manual mode anytime he’s under some influence that keeps him from thinking straight

Jean FaceTimes you every night when he visits his hometown over the summer. And he spends his days collecting little souvenirs to gift you when he gets back

Jean introduces you to all of his French friends and tries his best to translate all of their banter and inside jokes, even though you tell him not to worry about you and to just enjoy the time he has with them. He still wants you to feel included though, so he spends the night whispering in your ear trying to explain what’s going on in the group. (He conveniently doesn’t translate the embarrassing stories they tell about him though)

[lovelyori]

This man is so fine 😩.

I need him

Would anyone approve if I write smut of this man 👀

[lovelyori]

𐙚 HEADCANONS

cinnamon girl | naruto various

first date/first kiss with sasuke, shisui, gaara, & kakashi

closer | founders 18+

hashirama and tobirama with a uchiha wife & madara with a senju wife

dear brother | uchiha men

the uchiha men as older brothers 

dilfs | naruto various 18+

naruto dilfs with younger s/o i ii

f*ck me like you mad at me | uchiha men 18+

how the uchiha men are in bed

how to disappear completely

itachi with a pregnant s/o (extended)

imperfect for you

genin!sasuke x genin!reader

oh my love | uchiha men

the uchiha men with a pregnant s/o

resentment | founders

the founders married their rivals sister

someone like you | uchiha men

the uchiha men relationship hcs

slut me out | naruto various 18+

how naruto, neji, gaara, & kiba are in bed

sweet surprise | naruto various 18+

how neji, gaara, & sasuke are when their s/o gets a new piercing

til there was you | uchiha men

the uchiha men with their wife/gf gets hurt

𐙚 IMAGINES

blessing | madara uchiha

child birth is one of the scariest, yet beautiful things in the world

i’m your doll | kankuro 18+

your puppeteer boyfriend, kankuro, puts so much energy into his creations, leaving you to seek attention elsewhere, but he quickly reminds you of your place 

[lovelyori]

→﹐naruto imagines !

naruto men and their jealous streaks

genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff—very romantic

characters: uzumaki naruto, uchiha sasuke, nara shikamaru, gaara

warnings: none, aside from the potential cringe and the relationship dynamics

author’s note: this idea sprang from a post i saw on pins (again)

uzumaki naruto

“is everything alright? you seem a bit off,” you asked him, concern evident in your voice. he had been his usual cheerful self, but when you both said your goodbyes to the people of sunagakure, his behavior had shifted dramatically. he hadn’t uttered a single word since then, and his silence was starting to worry you. You couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to cause this sudden change in him. but he didn’t answer right away. instead, he folded his arms across his chest and slouched slightly, his shoulders sagging. he turned to look at you, his eyes holding is something else you couldn’t quite place. his mouth was set in a pout, lips pursed tightly, making it clear that he was upset about something. his expression was a far cry from his usual upbeat and energetic self.

“you don’t do that with me...” he mumbled under his breath, but his voice was just loud enough for you to hear. “the... what?” you asked, eyebrows knitting together in confusion. you could sense the tension emanating from him as he shifted uncomfortably beside you. his eyes flitted towards you, searching for some sign that you were pretending not to understand. when he realized that your confusion was genuine, he let out a sigh and averted his gaze. “why do you talk with him that way?” you blinked in surprise, taken aback by his sudden question. his behavior was so unlike his usual self, and you struggled to understand the root of his discomfort. “what do you mean?” you asked, trying to grasp the meaning behind his words. his sulky demeanor was puzzling, leaving you to wonder why he was so unsettled over what seemed like a minor issue. naruto fidgeted, clearly uncomfortable with having to vocalize his romantic feelings. he toyed with the hem of his jacket, his gaze fixed on the ground. “when you talk to him,” he began hesitantly, “it’s different. you’re... softer, kinder, almost like you’re more patient with him. it feels like... like you don’t talk to me that way.” as his words sank in, you began to understand what made him act like that. seeing him like this, open and hurt, tugged at your heart. you reached out, gently placing a reassuring hand on his arm, “naruto,” you said softly, “you mean a lot to me. i had no idea i was speaking differently to him. maybe it’s just because i’m trying to be respectful. but that doesn’t mean you’re any less important to me. you have a special place in my heart, always." he lifted his gaze to meet yours, his eyes reflecting a roller coaster of emotions—relief, doubt, and hope. a small, hesitant smile began to form on his lips, and he leaned in slightly, seeking the comfort and reassurance of your presence. “really?” “really,” you confirmed, giving his arm a squeeze. “you’re special to me in ways you can’t even imagine.” his expression softened further, and he let out a deep breath, as if releasing the jealousy he had been carrying. his earlier sulkiness melted away, replaced by a shy, contented smile that made your heart flutter. he leaned closer, resting his forehead against yours, closing his eyes as he sought solace in your closeness.

uchiha sasuke

“i’m not upset,” he said, though his tone betrayed him completely. the words were delivered within a composed manner, but beneath the surface, there was an edge—a trace of irritation that he was trying, and failing, to mask with an air of indifference.

you watched him closely, your own expression of skepticism. raising an eyebrow, you crossed your arms over your chest in a gesture that was both defensive and doubtful. his posture was a clear signal that you weren’t buying into his attempt at denial. “sure,” you replied, your voice thick with irony and disbelief. “you’re not upset.”

he exhaled a quiet, almost imperceptible sigh, slowly turning his head away from your gaze. “i’m fine,” he insisted again, though his voice lacked the strength and certainty it usually carried, betraying his true state. the rigid tension in his shoulders and the way his stance became unnaturally tense suggested he was preparing for a confrontation he was clearly not eager to face. an air of unease enveloped him, and it was impossible for you not to be drawn to the sight of this usually composed uchiha, now so visibly disturbed. the very essence of his discomfort piqued your curiosity, making you wonder what could have unsettled him.

you tilted your head, examining him with a more scrutinizing gaze. although his expression remained a carefully maintained mask of neutrality, his eyes—dark and turbulent—spilled secrets of struggle he could scarcely conceal. despite his repeated claims of being fine, it was evident that something was troubling him. with a decision to probe a bit more, you leaned in slightly, a mischief dancing at the corners of your mouth. “you know, for someone who insists they’re not upset, you’re coming across as unusually grumpy right now.”

sasuke’s response was immediate. his eyes momentarily flashed with irritation, and he shot you a look — powerful enough to make most people instinctively retreat. “i’m not grumpy," he snapped back, but the low, grumbling quality of his voice did little to support his assertion. the sharpness and defensiveness in his tone only served the truth of what you had already surmised—something had clearly gotten under his skin, and he was making a strenuous effort to conceal his discomfort.

you let out a soft chuckle, feeling a strange sort of affection for his defensiveness. it wasn’t every day that sasuke allowed himself to lower his guard enough to show his true feelings, and it was even rarer for him to be visibly unsettled by something that seemed so minor. this glimpse into a side of him that was usually hidden from view brought a sense of pleasure to the moment. “it’s actually kind of charming,” you teased, your eyes dancing with amusement as you took in his uncharacteristic display of emotion.

sasuke’s glare grew more intense, yet you couldn’t miss the subtle blush that began to rise on his cheeks in response to your words. he swiftly turned his head, clearly attempting to conceal his embarrassment. “shut up,” he muttered, though his voice was softer than usual, lacking its typical edge. the vulnerability in his tone tugged at your heart, even as you maintained your playful teasing.

you couldn’t help but grin, feeling an irresistible urge to push his buttons a bit more. there was something endearing about seeing sasuke, who usually projected an air of composed detachment and aloofness, becoming flustered over something so seemingly insignificant. it was clear to you now that his irritation wasn’t just a reaction to your teasing but stemmed from a more personal place. perhaps he was feeling a a pang of jealousy—an emotion he rarely displayed openly. seeing him struggle to maintain his usual facade while clearly bothered by the situation made the moment all the more entertaining. “aw, come on, sasuke. don’t be like that,” you said, your tone light and playful. “it’s okay to admit that you’re jealous, you know.”

at the mention of jealousy, sasuke’s head jerked back towards you, his eyes widening in surprise and a blush crept across his cheeks. “jealous?” he said, clearly flustered by embarrassment. “what do i have to be jealous about?”

you shrugged casually, maintaining your smile as you observed him with a keen eye. “you tell me,” you replied in a calm and tone, “it seems like there’s something bothering you, or should i say, someone bothering you?” you added with a teasing edge, your gaze fixed on him, searching for any subtle hints that might reveal the true cause of his agitation.

sasuke’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, and he tried to mask his embarrassment with a scowl. “i’m not jealous,” he insisted, crossing his arms over his chest in a defiant gesture. yet, his reluctance to meet your gaze betrayed him, making him appear almost like a child caught in a lie, desperately clinging to his facade. you couldn’t help but smirk, clearly seeing through his tough exterior. “really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow with a playful glint in your eye. “then why do you get all grumpy whenever i talk to someone else?” you took a step closer, closing the gap between you. the warm, charged atmosphere between you made his struggle to maintain composure all the more evident. sasuke’s glare deepened, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—something that resembled uncertainty. “i don’t get grumpy,” he growled, his voice a low, petulant rumble. yet, as he spoke, you noticed the way his jaw tightened and the slight tremor in his hands as he clenched them into fists. you snickered, thoroughly entertained by his defensiveness. “oh, you do, actually,” you countered, taking another step closer. the warmth radiating from him and the thick tension in the air made the moment feel charged. “you get all moody and irritable when i talk to other people. it’s kind of adorable.” sasuke’s eyes widened at your comment, and for a brief moment, he seemed lost for words. “what do you mean ‘adorable’?” he snapped, his voice rising slightly in pitch. you moved even closer, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. “well, it’s cute seeing you all pouty and jealous,” you said, batting your eyelashes at him in an exaggerated manner. the playful teasing seemed to throw sasuke off balance, and he took a small step back. sasuke’s face flushed even more as you continued to tease him. he opened his mouth to retort, but the words seemed to catch in his throat. “i’m not pouting,” he protested weakly, though the pout in his voice was undeniable. the vulnerability in his eyes made your heart skip a beat. you chuckled, thoroughly enjoying his reaction. “oh, you definitely are,” you said, closing the final distance between you until you were standing right in front of him. reaching out, you gently tapped his nose with your finger, a gesture that made him flinch slightly. for a moment, sasuke looked like he was about to argue further, but then he seemed to deflate, his shoulders slumping in defeat. his cheeks were still burning with embarrassment, but he finally relented. “fine,” he muttered, looking down at the ground to avoid your gaze. “i am jealous. okay?” he took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. when he spoke again, his voice was soft, almost hesitant. “it’s just... whenever you talk to someone else, i can’t help but feel annoyed. like they’re taking your attention away from me.” his admission was quiet and vulnerable, making your heart ache with a mixture of sympathy and affection. sasuke’s gaze finally lifted to meet yours, and you saw the sincerity in his eyes. “i don’t want to feel like this,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. “but i can’t help it. it’s like... i want you all to myself.”

nara shikamaru

shikamaru’s gaze was sharp, a steely glint in his dark eyes that pierced through the quiet hum of the room. his brow furrowed, deepening the lines on his forehead, and his lips pressed into a thin, disapproving line. the weight of his scrutiny was noticable, and it felt as though the very air between you crackled with an unspoken accusation. he stood with an air of nonchalance that belied the tension simmering beneath his calm exterior, his arms crossed firmly over his chest in a stance that spoke of both confrontation and a subtle, guarded defensiveness. his fingers tapped impatiently against his biceps, a gesture that conveyed his agitation despite his otherwise relaxed posture. “the hell was that?” he demanded, the question hung in the air. the way he pronounced the words made it clear he was not merely curious but genuinely perturbed. it was as if he had caught you in the middle of deception and now sought an explanation that you were not entirely prepared to offer. his tone had a biting edge to it, the kind that suggested he was not in the mood for excuses or evasions. you stood there, attempting to maintain a façade of innocence, though you could feel the telltale signs of discomfort creeping into your demeanor. the corners of your mouth twitched ever so slightly, a smirk that you struggled to suppress. you knew exactly what he was referring to, the stunt you had pulled earlier—a move so calculated and audacious that it was almost as if you had choreographed it with the intention of provoking a reaction. the very thought of his jealousy bubbling beneath the surface was almost amusing, though you maintained your composure with practiced ease. “what?” you replied, feigning ignorance with a slowness, the memory of the earlier incident was so distant that you needed to retrieve it from the recesses of your mind. the subtle arch of your eyebrows and the slight widening of your eyes were all part of the act, a display of confusion that was more theatrical than genuine. his eyes narrowed further, and his expression hardened as he stared you down. the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his struggle to contain his irritation, and the silence that followed was thick with the tension of unspoken words. he seemed to be grappling with his emotions—jealousy and frustration—as he waited for your response. “the thing you did earlier,” his gaze remained fixed on you, a demand for an explanation that would either placate his concerns or further ignite his displeasure. the accusation was implicit, wrapped in the layers of his carefully controlled demeanor, and it was clear that he was waiting for you to explain mystery behind your earlier actions.

his words caught you off guard, making your heart skip a beat as if it had been yanked into a sudden stop. the intensity in his gaze revealed that he was acutely aware of the event that had taken place earlier. you knew, with a feeling, that he was referring to the kiss you had planted on choji’s cheek—a mischievous act that you and the others had planned with the intention of testing his reaction. it was a prank meant to stir up some emotions and see if shikamaru could be nudged out of his usually imperturbable demeanor. your own curiosity had driven you to participate, intrigued by the prospect of seeing the usually unflappable strategist display a hint of jealousy. tilting your head slightly to one side, you allowed a coy smile to surface, a playful glint in your eyes that you hoped would mask your true understanding of the situation. “what stunt? i just gave choji a friendly kiss on the cheek,” you said, the words slipping out with feigned innocence. even as you spoke, you could feel the tightrope of deception you were walking on, knowing full well the motive behind your action.

“yeah, sure,” he said, the sarcasm in his tone sharp and unmistakable. “because kissing someone on the cheek is a completely normal way to be friendly.” His voice dripped with disdain, the sarcasm was heavy, the sort that carried an implicit critique of your attempt to trivialize the situation. his eyes narrowed, a storm of emotions flickering within his gaze.

you could not help but chuckle, a sound that was part amusement, part nervousness. the realization that shikamaru was not fooled by your act was relief and further tension. his reaction was as potent as you had hoped, the jealousy you had intended to provoke now clearly visible in his demeanor. “okay, okay, you caught me,” you admitted with a playful sigh, raising your hands in a gesture of mock surrender. the smirk on your face widened as you leaned slightly forward, your shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter. “it was just a prank.”

his expression softened just slightly as he rolled his eyes with exasperation. his arms, still crossed tightly over his chest, seemed to loosen a bit, though the trace of annoyance remained etched on his face. “a prank, huh?” “yeah, a harmless one,” you replied with a playful smile dancing on your lips, trying to diffuse the tension. “sakura, ino, and i thought it’d be funny to see if we could make you jealous.”

a small frown tugged at the corners of his mouth—his gaze, however, remained locked onto you with a level of intensity that suggested he was not entirely dismissing the matter. “and was it funny?” he questioned, it was pointed, as though he was challenging you to justify the prank, to explain whether it had indeed succeeded in its aim of provoking a reaction. you couldn’t help but tease, your eyes sparkling with mischief. “well, it’s a bit entertaining seeing you get all worked up,” you admitted with a grin, “but i didn’t mean to make you feel anything other than jealousy, and i wouldn’t do anything to hurt you intentionally.” the reassurance came with a warm tone, you wanted to ensure that despite the prank’s impact, your intentions had never been to cause genuine harm or distress. “not like it meant anything?” he repeated, his voice rising slightly, “you’re my girlfriend. i don’t appreciate other guys getting close to you like that, even if they’re just friends.” the words came out more forcefully than he probably intended. you raised an eyebrow at his overt display of jealousy, a small, secretive thrill running through you. the fact that your plan had worked was evident in his reaction, and you couldn’t help but take a bit of pleasure in seeing him so visibly affected. “is someone getting a little possessive?” you teased, stepping closer to him with a confident stride. you traced a finger along the collar of his shirt.

his eyes narrowed further at your touch, though a subtle hint of a blush began to creep up his cheeks. he seemed to be fighting a smile, the struggle apparent in the tight line of his lips and the faint flush of color on his face. “i’m just saying, you don’t see me going off and kissing any girls on the cheek, do you?” he retorted, his voice lowering slightly as if he were trying to keep his irritation in check. you laughed, thoroughly enjoying the playful exchange. “well, maybe you should. it’s not like i would get jealous or anything,”

he rolled his eyes, clearly not buying into your facade. “oh, please. you’d be mad as hell if i went around kissing other girls.”

gaara

gaara had always considered himself immune to jealousy or the idea of love itself, believing that such emotions were beyond his reach. that was, until you entered his life, almost as if scripted by fate. your presence stirred feelings within him that he had long thought inaccessible. now, he found himself grappling with an unsettling jealousy when he witnessed you and his brother, kankuro, engaging in playful banter right before him. he made a conscious effort to disregard the lively interactions between you and kankuro, attempting to ignore the way you both teased each other so effortlessly. yet, despite his best efforts, he could not suppress the rising tide of jealousy and possessiveness coursing through him. the sight of you laughing and enjoying yourself in kankuro’s company felt like a painful irritant, no matter how hard he tried to remain indifferent. his fists tightened into clenched knots as he observed you from the periphery of his vision. as kankuro’s teasing continued, gaara's frustration only intensified. he attempted to dismiss his growing irritation, but the heat in his cheeks and the tension in his jaw betrayed his internal struggle. eventually, gaara could no longer tolerate the scene unfolding beside him. the casual, affectionate banter between you and kankuro became unbearable, prompting him to rise from his seat, unable to mask his growing annoyance any longer.

“kankuro, knock it off,” he snapped, his voice taut with irritation. the lively, carefree banter between you and kankuro came to an abrupt halt, and the room fell into a heavy silence. the air was thick with the sudden tension that gaara’s commanding tone had injected. kankuro’s smirk faltered for a split second as he turned his attention to his brother, his expression shifting to one of feigned innocence. “oh, come on, bro. we’re just having a little fun,” kankuro said, his voice oozing with casual nonchalance. you looked up at gaara, your heart thudding in your chest. his reaction was intense, a side of him you hadn’t seen before. his irritation was noticable, and it was evident that he was struggling to mask the emotions simmering beneath the surface. gaara’s jaw tightened, his features hardening as he fixed a steely gaze on kankuro. “cut it out, kankuro. you’re being annoying,” he said, voice devoid of warmth and edged with frustration. the sharpness in his tone cut through the room, making it clear that he was no longer in the mood for light-hearted banter. kankuro raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face as he leaned back in his seat with exaggerated nonchalance. “oh, am i annoying you, lil bro? it seems like someone’s feeling a bit jealous…” gaara’s irritation flared, his fists clenching into tight, white-knuckled balls. he turned to face kankuro fully, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. “i’m not jealous,” he asserted, though the strained quality of his voice betrayed the falsehood in his declaration. kankuro’s grin widened, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on his brother. “oh really? then why are you so worked up? you’re practically vibrating with anger.” his face flushed with ffrustration and embarrassment. he knew kankuro’s words were striking close to the truth, but admitting it felt like a defeat he wasn’t willing to accept. “that’s beside the point!” he snapped, his voice rising in volume. “just stop being such an idiot and leave us alone.” kankuro leaned back even further, crossing his arms and adopting an exaggeratedly thoughtful pose. “‘us? so it’s ‘us’ now?” he noticed the shift in your expression, the slight frown on your lips, and his grin grew wider, clearly reveling in the situation. sensing that the situation was escalating further, kankuro decided to heed gaara’s command. “alright, alright, i get it,” he said, raising his hands in a gesture of mock surrender. “my bro’s here is getting a bit too worked up for my taste. i know when i’m not wanted.” with a cheeky grin and a playful wink aimed directly at you, he made his exit, the door closing behind him with a soft click that seemed to echo in the now quiet room. with kankuro gone, the atmosphere in the room felt almost eerily still. the laughter and playful energy that had filled the space were replaced by a heavy, uncomfortable silence. gaara’s gaze remained fixed on the empty space where kankuro had been, his jaw still clenched tightly. after a tense moment of silence, gaara finally turned to face you. “sorry about that,” he muttered, his voice softer than before. he seemed unsure of how to handle the sudden shift in the dynamic between you two. you took a step closer, your eyes filled with concern. you reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm, your touch tender and soothing. “it’s okay, gaara,” you said softly, your voice carrying a warmth meant to reassure him. “i didn’t realize it would bother you so much.” gaara shifted uncomfortably under your gaze, his eyes darting back to you. “i didn’t mean to overreact,” he admitted, his voice dropping to a quieter, more vulnerable tone. “it’s just… i don’t like seeing you so close to someone else. it makes me feel… unsettled.” a small, understanding smile touched your lips as you moved even closer, your hand gently cupping his cheek. “gaara, you don’t have to be jealous. you know i care about you deeply,”

his eyes softened at your reassurance, the tension in his posture easing slightly. “i know,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “it’s just hard for me sometimes. i haven’t felt like this before, and it’s… new.” you nodded, the vulnerability in his confession resonating deeply with you. “it’s new for me too,” you admitted, your thumb gently brushing against his cheek. “but i want you to know that you’re the one i choose. you’re important to me, and that won’t change.”

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DAY FIFTEEN - SIZE DIFFERENCE 彡 Kenpachi Zaraki

WARNINGS :: afab, x fem reader, size kink, rough sex, manhandling, no protection, breeding, reader is shorter, reader is smaller than kenny, misogyny?? kenny likes how your his wife, how you prodive the food for him etc.. + more

| WC :: 900+ | MDNI | 18+ | kinkmas m.list

If Kenpachi looks forward to anything at the end of his hard-working day as a captain, it would definitely be coming back to his wife. His wife who provides for him back home, loving how you always make sure everything is clean, having food prepared for him, doing the washing and all of that. On top of that, your small, so small compared to his massive figure and he loves it.

God, you're so easy to manhandle in bed that he loses it. 

He fantasises about it all the time (even though he does it every night to you...) how very very blatant the size difference is and makes it quite obvious when you come to see him when he's working. This includes ruffling your hair, leaning down to you and overexaggerating the action of course and so much more. 

The members of his squad look at the two of you, you're so bright and bubbly, basically jumping around Kenpachi as you talk to him. So unbelievably girly. And then, they see Kenpachi, a rough, big, tall man who could pummel you to the floor with ease. 

They wonder how it even happened... and how the two of you do anything together (and by together they mean in bed)

Kenpachi loves doing it all with you, throwing you over his shoulder, spreading you out for himself and seeing how small you are as he gazes down at you, and loving to see your back arch into him as he manhandled you into doggy.

Now though... Kenpachi has done as much as he could with prep. He's made sure to eat you out twice including his fingers. As much as you are tiny compared to him, he doesn't love it when you feel pain from the stretch of his cock.

Your legs are spread so far apart as Kenpachi is slotted between your legs, your arms are beside your head, small hands grabbing at the sheets, fisting them while biting your lip in anticipation. Big, rough hands grasp your hips, moving from your smooth thighs, lifting your hips up.

As Kenpachi gazes down at you, he is armoured at the sight, you're so beautiful. Full breasts falling to the side, chest heaving at the heated contact that your cunt made with the underside of his erect dick, whimpers streaming out your mouth. 

You try to squirm but you can't, your hips are completely lifted from the bed a good thirty centimetres. He lets a hand free, gripping the base of his thick cock, measuring it up against your lower abdomen and he smirks.

A sob leaves your lips, clit overstimulated at the connection of the underside of his thick cock and heavy balls. "Ken... It's too big," you mumble, teeth biting your bottom lip painfully. "Gimme another one - another one referring to an orgasm - You're too big, I can't-"

"You got it, Sweety," he huffs, shoulders rolling back slowly as he groans at the feeling of your cum running down his balls. "'Going to make it fit, gonna make sure you're holding on all nice and snug for me."

You whimper in response, feeling the fat mushroom tip of his cock press against your folds. "Ken..." you hum, back arching off the futon as he inches more of his cock into you.

He couldn't go any more because your insides trembled and squeezed around his tip. He grunts as he can't go any further, "Relax, Sweety. You're clenching me too tight, breath." 

He begins thrusting slowly, simply using his tip to fuck you, looking down at you as you shakily nod your head, taking deep breaths (which were obviously interrupted by whimpers and moans) to calm yourself down and that's when Kenpachi could move even further. 

A groan leaves Kenpachi's lips as he pushes further into your cunt and your insides flutter, your legs tightening around him. "Taking it real good," Kenpachi huffs taking a glance at your cunt swallowing up his cock, your folds stretched around him, only a few more inches to go...

Admiring the stomach bulge that results from his length, the way it goes away when he pulls away from your sticky cunt, and the strings of whines that come from your lips when he tries to push himself completely within your wet warmth, he slowly pumps himself into your tight hole. 

"That's it... good girl," he praises, head thrown back.

Your legs tremble. "Ken," you whimper, he only just fully entered and his cock was pressing so pleasurably at your sweet spot you could almost cum right there and then.

"Shhh," he croons at you, beginning to thrust faster into your tight, small cunt and moans stream out your swollen lips, chants of his name falling out like a prayer, so loud he thought that everyone in the section could hear. 

His deep and hard thrusts become painfully ruthless. Kenpachi quickly switches positions, now having his mass weighing entirely down on you and a yelp leaves your lips as your body is now rendered fully immobile. 

The roll of his hips into your pussy was loud, the room filled with the lewd squelching and your moans filling the space. Your arms are pinned beside your head while your legs are fully spread apart due to how big Kenpachi is.

Pleas left your mouth, babbles of incoherent nothings and Kenpachi listened to none, focused on entirely pounding your cunt. And Kenpachi will not stop until you break under him, until you're stuffed full of his cum <3

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How They Found Out |Naruto Boys X Reader| HC

Part Two Masterlist Ko-fi

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Shikamaru Nara, Kakashi Hatake

Summary: How your relationship ended up being revealed.

Warnings: Naruto's is short af because he's an open book. Deal with it. NSFW themes. Mentions of sex and being caught.

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Sasuke Uchiha

You'd been together for about a year at this point. In the beginning, you'd agreed to keep it hush-hush until you'd figured things out.

Before you knew it, it'd been more than six months since your first date, and it was still secret. You enjoyed the privacy of it, but didn't enjoy hiding things from your friends.

So you decided to stop actively keeping it a secret and instead allow things to come out naturally.

But that was six months ago and still no one knew.

Sasuke hated PDA and no one had asked either of you about relationship stuff, so it was still quiet.

That is until today.

You two were victims of Narutos' lack of boundaries and awareness.

It was late at night, about 11pm, you were in Sasuke's apartment.

He was drilling into you, his hands holding down your legs and mouth connected to your neck.

You were too busy enjoying the all encompassing feeling of him fucking you, and he was too busy ravaging you to hear Naruto enter the front door.

Suddenly, the bedroom door swings open. Narutos face very quickly goes from his usual happy-go-lucky to a horrified, dramatic look.

Sasuke is quick to cover you with the sheets before he yells at Naruto to get the Hell out.

Naruto is already way ahead of him, bolting straight out the front door and to God knows where.

After that, it wasn't long before the whole village knew. Honestly, once Gai found out, there was no one who didn't know.

Naruto Uzumaki

Find out? Ha! There is no finding out because he immediately told anyone and everyone the second you agreed to a date.

If he did somehow manage to keep it quiet, it really wouldn't be long until it got out.

Hes just so... excited to be with you.

He likes showing you off like a prize. He likes going on dates and holding your hand and loudly proclaiming that you're his.

You don't mind, of course.

Shikamaru Nara

You two lay around together most days. A while back, you shared a kiss, and it very VERY slowly escalated from there.

It was almost six months before you actually had sex.

Mostly because he'd somehow rationalized kissing was "just something you guys did" and didn't require any extra thought.

The sex was amazing. Slow and passionate, just like you'd expect from the lazy Nara.

And so things continued on like that. A relationship had formed, but it was never something either of you talked about.

You liked his parents and they liked you. You'd help his mom with dinner some nights and played Shogi with Shikaku. They didn't question your relationship either.

Things stayed on the down low for almost eighteen months before someone finally brought up something regarding his romantic life.

"So, Shikamaru, who was your first kiss?" Choji asked one night in the bath house.

The question caught him off guard since he wasn't usually included in these types of conversations. (They mostly assumed he wasn't interested in women, or something like that.)

"Hm? Oh, Y/N."

Cue the silence. Then total chaos.

"What?? When was this?" Kiba asked.

"I don't know... sometime around the solstice last year."

That sparked a lot of questions from his friends, only some of which he'd answered.

The guys relayed all the information to the girls the next day, where they then went and hounded you for answers.

Despite all of your friends knowing about your relationship, nothing changed between you and Shikamaru.

You just stayed... whatever it is you were.

Kakashi Hatake

Gai, Kurenai, and Iruka all had their suspicions about you two but had nothing to back it up. It's been years at this point, yet they still come up empty-handed.

That is, until Kakashi’s students decided they were interested in his love life, and began to poke around.

It's after the war; Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke are fully grown adults, but something is just so tempting about reverting to their youthful days of trying to spy on their sensei.

Kakashi is all for it, partially because he's glad his students are getting along again, and partially because he's grown tired of keeping secrets.

This is something he discusses with you, and as he predicted, you're completely on board.

You gradually make yourself seen with Kakashi over the next week- leaving the Hokage tower with him, getting dinner with him, and even allowing him to walk you to his apartment.

The kids watch all of this happen, but there's no evidence that actually proves anything, just like Gai sensei had told them in the beginning.

So they continue to stalk you two around the village. They're better at it than when they were little, but it's still pretty easy to spot them.

At the end of the week, when you're sure all three of them are watching, Kakashi kisses you in front of your front door.

You watch as they all zip away, surely off to meet up or possibly report back to your friends.

You and Kakashi can only laugh.

[lovelyori]

The Akatsuki members as your boyfriend/girlfriend

I'll be brutally honest here and won't sugarcoat things.

TW: toxic relationships, mention of manipulation, stalking and death threats, mention of sex, criminals trying to encourage you to commit theft and murder (y'know, the usual Akatsuki shenanigans)

18+, Minors do not interact!

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Pain/Nagato

• Due to him being the leader of Amegakure and the Akatsuki (and a God), he's busy most of the time. But that doesn't mean he's unaware of the things you're up to

• He uses his rain to track your every move whenever you're out and about in the village and tasks Konan with keeping watch over you. And in case she is away on a mission, he will use one of the other Pains' to make sure you "Stay out of trouble"

• Despite his usually cold and distant demeanor, he can be surprisingly attentive and even affectionate. Not overly of course, but every once in a while, a small remnant of the old Nagato shines through

• Not that big on pet names and actually prefers calling you by your real name. Might relent and call you something like "Treasure" or "Little one"

Konan

• Very sweet and caring girlfriend who tends to be a bit overprotective (can't blame her though *cough* Yahiko *cough*)

• Can be quite possessive too and, although she does give you a lot of freedom, uses her mere presence to intimidate anyone who even thinks of trying to woo, or worse, harm you

• Only you are blessed to see her attentive and loving side. But the thing is: Konan, being a victim of many losses throughout her life, also tends to love bomb you every chance she gets. Means her affection can sometimes be suffocating, even if she genuinely means well

• "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Gorgeous" are her top three favourite pet names for you

Itachi

• One of the few Akatsuki members who actually treats you right and doesn't throw insults at you, threatens to kill you, manipulates you or straight up ignores you

• Attentive and caring. He'll notice and remember the smallest things about you and will try to surprise you with your favourite things as much as he can

• You, along with Sasuke, are his top priority

• Calls you "Dear" and "Love"

• Only calls you by your pet name when the two of you are alone. Not out of embarrassment, but calling you by your pet name is something intimate to him and he'd like to keep such things private

Kisame

• Like Itachi, Kisame is one of the few who treats his partner with respect and sees them as equals and not some annoying baggage that he somehow ended up carrying with him and can do with as he pleases

• Considering his strength, enormous size and past, he's surprisingly gentle with his significant other. Both physically and emotionally, although he will be blunt if something bothers him

• Pretty chill dude who literally never gets jealous and lets you do whatever you want and hang out with whoever you want. Not because he doesn't care, but because he actually got some healthy self-esteem and also has faith in your abilities

• Likes to call you "Shortie" and "Smartass" when he feels mischievous and "Sugar" when he's being genuinely affectionate

Tobi/Obito

• Actually very possessive of you (but in subtle, almost "innocent" way) and makes sure you never stray out of his sight, or, Jashin forbid, get 'too comfy' with others

• He's as shameless as he is chaotic and will flirt with you and even make some inappropriate jokes in front of everyone just to see you get embarrassed and blush

• Teases you a lot in a playful way and always makes up for it by giving you lots and lots of cuddles afterwards

• Whenever he doesn't get his way, he will manipulate and guilt trip you by whining and fake sobbing while making himself look like a kicked puppy until you give in to his demands

• His pet names for you are "Dearie" and "Sweetheart"

Sasori

• If there's even a smidge of humanity left in him, you're definitely the only one who gets to see it

• He understands the concept of love and physical affection. But since he's a literal puppet, he doesn't need either of those. Lucky for you though, he will at least try to meet your physical and emotional needs. Don't expect too much though

• While Sasori is usually good with words and knows how to get his message across flawlessly most of the time, he sometimes says the weirdest and most unsettling shit that he perceives as a genuine compliment, but others find... strange. On several occasions, Sasori has complimented your appearance, comparing it to a true work of art, while in the same sentence expressing his desire to preserve that beauty by turning you into a puppet

• Don't even try your luck with asking him to be intimate with you. The answer will always be a firm "No"

• Doesn't bother with cutesy names and will just call you by your real name. Although, if he feels like it, he'll be calling you "Darling"

Deidara

• Deidara, as we all know, is quite impulsive and often lets his frustrations out on you, either by lashing out on you verbally, or during sex. Though he definitely prefers the latter

• He has a sketchbook full of drawings of you which he's too embarrassed of to admit its existence to you

• Just like Tobi, he's pretty shameless when it comes to flirting with you when others are around. Loves to make sexual jokes and comments and if you wear something he really likes, he'll make sure that everyone knows his honest opinion about it

• "Beautiful" and "Babe" are his go to pet names for you

Hidan

• This man is a walking red flag and dull as a rock when it comes to romance and feelings (and the fact that he's a sadistic psychopath doesn't really help here)

• Doesn't care about anniversaries, mainly because he forgets them. But he's also not big on things like cuddling or hand holding

• Threatens to sacrifice you to Jashin quite regularly whenever he's annoyed by something you did or said

• He's by far the worst when it comes to decency, because that's one of the many things he lacks. When he's horny, the entirety of the Akatsuki will know about it. Whether it be with his inappropriate comments and suggestive choice of words, or the fact that he's raw dogging you somewhere less private

• Doesn't really care much about pet names. When he feels like calling you something 'sweet', it'll be something like "Doll", "Babe" or "Cunt"

Kakuzu

• That old cheapskate doesn't even remember how he ended up with you, or why he even bothers with keeping you around. To him, you're loud, annoying and worst of all, expensive

• Has threatened to kill you on multiple occasions, yet for some reason, he can't really bring himself to. As annoying and bothersome as you are, there's something about you that makes him want to keep you around (Probably the fact that you're good at roasting Hidan, which he finds even more annoying. Either that, or one of his hearts is defect)

• Will spend as little money on you as humanly possible. You want flowers? Go pluck them off a field or something. You want new clothes, like that new jacket you saw the other day? Just walk into the store and take it. What's stopping you? The law? The shop owner? Screw the law and kill the owner

• Mostly just calls you "Brat" or simply refers to you by your real name

Zetsu

• Nobody knows how Zetsu managed to get a s/o, not even Zetsu himself. But he doesn't really mind and enjoys your company regardless

• He's more the quiet type and rather listens to you rambling about your day and will occasionally respond with a few words to show that he's actually listening and interested

• He startles you quite a lot when he suddenly appears in a wall or right in front of you. He always apologizes for it, but deep down he loves to hear your startled yelps

• Since he's technically two people in one body, they both share the duty of being your boyfriend. With black Zetsu being the more serious but also more distant one, who, when he feels like it, plans dates and puts serious thought into the gifts he gets you. Meanwhile white Zetsu is the laid back one, who cracks jokes (mostly inappropriate ones) all the time and initiates physical contact

• Black Zetsu often just calls you "Little one" or "Little flower", while White Zetsu gets a hella lot more creative than that and would unironically call you things like "Pookie" or "Snuggle-muffin"

[lovelyori]

MASQUERADE

Pairing: Suguru Geto x Reader

Masquerade | Masquerade 2 | Masquerade 3 |+

Genre: Angst

tags/cw: angst, royal au, forced marriage, cheating, drama, emotional turmoil, power imbalance, manipulation

word count: 5.1k

If you stay long enough with something, you will learn to love it. Even pain.

“Do you, Suguru Geto, take Y/N as your wife?” The preacher’s voice rang clear through the hall, a stark contrast to the cloud of regret shadowing his eyes as he said the two words that you have been aching, dying to hear from no one else’s lips but his. “I do.” It almost sounded painful, like the cracking of his frozen heart, reflecting in his voice. 

The shards cut your skin, digging deep straight into your bones but never missing the heart.

The priest's eyes flickered to yours. There was the respect that you get from everyone in that hall, the adoration from your people—hundreds, no, thousands of eyes glimmered as they stared at you. But none of them could take away the ice that slowly creeps up from the tips of your toes, and your fingertips, as the man in front of you stares at you with an empty gaze.

I fucking loathe you. They didn’t have to be spoken for you to know them. The hatred was as thick as the ground underneath you that you could almost hear his voice whispering it to your ear, thrusting it like a dagger to your brain, rendering you paralyzed. You’re sure that if he wants you to remember anything from this moment, it would be those words.

The veil was lifted from your face and your eyes fluttered closed for a second or two. You hoped that the shade of regret you saw was just due to the threads of your veil but no. He was raging from the inside. You wished for his heart to burn for you with much love, just like yours do for him but no. 

Upon kissing him, your body naturally leaned towards his touch. The softness of his lips washed away all the wounds in your heart. The feel of his hand around your waist, and his breath against your lips was enough to rekindle hope into your soul. You almost reached after his warmth as he pulled away from you. 

There was warmth on your cheeks from how the love inside your heart overflowed to your head, reaching the soft flesh of your face. Yet, not even a split second was spared from his wandering eyes, searching for the woman who truly owns your most treasured inside his chest—his heart. 

A lady in a white dress stood out from the crowd and his eyes sought hers. You watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed, gazing at her with soft, starry eyes. You can’t relate to her at all—you’re just a queen who has everything yet nothing in the palm of her hands.

He looked at her as if even the kiss he gave you was dedicated to her and her whole being. He looked at her as if he would jump out of this altar, slide the ring off his ring finger, and throw it at your face if she as much as motioned with her slender fingers to come to him. He looked at her as if he would trade everything he had now for another day with her, whereas he couldn’t even bear a minute of skin contact with you.

“I now declare you husband and wife.”

The beautiful declaration was muffled but it was enough for you to hear them. The crowds cheered and whistled for the newly wedded couple, you took his hand in yours, ignoring how limp and cold it felt. He didn’t even make an effort to squeeze it back but your heart surely felt its crushing force. 

You smiled your way out of the cathedral, ignoring the pair of eyes that burned holes in your figure. If they could be bullets, you’d be riddled with it by now, ignoring the way your husband had never once smiled at you ever since the ceremony started even and even as you looked up at him now. 

You’ve been unwanted before. This isn’t the first time. You hushed your weeping, bleeding heart as you stepped into the carriage. Flower petals were all over you and you giggled lightly as you brushed them off your clothes and head before placing your hand on his thigh, almost begging for affection.

“You’re my husband.” You cooed at him, leaning on his shoulders and rubbing your cheek gently on him. If he wanted soft, you would become the softest. You sighed at the silence that enveloped the two of you. The air inside was cold despite the closed windows. Your hand was gently yet firmly brushed away from his leg. “This is all for duty, your Majesty.” He sounded hoarse, face dull and eyes empty.

“You are now our Kingdom’s Prince.” You didn’t even recognize your own voice as you tried to cheer him up, reaching up a shaky hand to touch his face and turn his gaze to you. The hardest thing to do was pretend to be brave when everything was tearing you apart. There was sadness in his eyes. There was anger. 

Perhaps this is grief. He’s mourning for his lost love. The love that you killed. That you burned.

“You are my Prince.” The sigh in your words made you sound gentler but nothing could ever top Aika; his only love. “You should’ve chosen someone else.” He spoke monotonously at your face, sending the smile on your lips crumbling down. Then, there was your futile attempt to pull yourself together. 

“There’s no better match for the position.” Your love for him was not the sole basis for your reason to agree on choosing him. He’s smart and strong. He has a heart for the country. Everything that a Prince can have is in him. But another crucial thing for marrying is…

“And I love you.” You’ve never felt so vulnerable in front of him before until those words escaped your lips. It was a product of the overwhelming, overstimulating wedding ceremony and the fact that you are now officially reigning alongside your first love. 

But the look of pity in his eyes when he heard you say those words was the worst.

“Don’t blame me if it doesn’t work.” He whispered, pulling his hand away and moving to the farther corner of the carriage the moment you sped past the long line of cheering people. It was all for show to him. But not for you.

If you stay long enough with something, you will learn to love it. Even pain. That’s what you always told yourself.

“What wouldn’t work if you get to do anything you want?” The rasp in your voice is a warning: the tears are about to fall. You’ve been tough for years, you can’t let yourself fall now that you have everything you could ever want.

Do you really have everything you want now?

“Very well, then. I would like to visit the Princess of the Southern district every other night.” He straightened up ignoring the way your hand almost reached up to clutch your chest. The silence was long and your gaze was starting to irritate him. If it wasn’t for his promise to the former King, he would’ve already jumped out of this carriage, threw away his ring, and swept the Princess off her feet.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t have everything. Hell, it doesn’t even matter if they don’t have anything. He will sell his soul to escape this life he’s about to face.

“You don’t want the people to think—” You began, regaining your composure as you tried to sit closer to him. He used to tell you that your hands were warm. “That’s why I said ‘night.’” He spat the obvious; the obvious that you tried so hard to ignore. The hole in your heart started to get bigger as the realization hit you.

He cares about the feelings of everyone in that Kindom, but he doesn’t give two shits if it will kill you. He’d pretend, he’d hide his true feelings for their sake. But he’ll openly declare his undying love for another woman on your face. 

“Queen Y/N, I am not asking for permission.” He clarified and you can’t say ‘no.’ Despite your difference in power, you just don’t have it in you to stop him. What if he leaves when he feels restricted? How will you make him love you then? Your brows furrowed at how crazy you sounded. You’re not supposed to be like this. 

“So, that's your condition?” You straightened up, putting your hands on your lap. This is starting to feel like a meeting, a deal between two people who only want to use each other and you hate that. “Don’t put it that way. You know I’m doing this for your father.” He fixed his collar, jaw tightening as if he deeply regretted ever agreeing to it. He probably does.

“Let’s just say it would ensure balance in our relationship. Since you went and did what you wanted, at least let me be with who I want. Even just for a quarter of my life.” He gritted the last sentence, sending ripples to your vulnerable heart. You nodded, blinking away the wetness in your eyes. 

The castle has never looked so far before. And you had never felt so unloved before.

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Two Months Ago

“Commander Suguru.”

'You can’t be fucking serious.' That’s what he said in his mind as he kept his head bowed, right hand atop his left chest as he knelt along with the most respected warriors of the country. He did not dare look up. He can't find it in himself.

“My father and I have a lot of respect for you. As a protector of our kingdom, I look up to you and admire your skills as a leader and heart for the citizens.” You began and he remained in his position, hearing your heels tap lightly against the marble floor as you walked down the steps from your throne.

“Everyone, you may go for now.” With a series of sharp salutes, the soldiers filed out of the grand hall, leaving Suguru alone with the Queen. Suguru’s fingers grew cold by the minute. What are you even planning to do? He can't get married to someone else. 

Not when his heart is already set on pursuing Princess Aika. 

You let a few moments pass before speaking again. “I want you to marry me.” Straight to the point. You felt the tension when you first declared that he was chosen. “Please, stand up, Suguru. It’s just us now.” Suguru doesn’t know if he should hate that you could be so casual with each other now despite your statuses. 

Did you mistake his kindness for something else? 

“Look, my father’s dying. I have to find a Prince. You know the rules of this—” You breathed out, desperate and shaking after catching a glimpse of his eyes. His brows bumped together and his lips sealed shut. You can tell that he doesn’t want to do it. It almost felt like a barbed wire crawled up and around your neck, tightening with each passing second.

In your kingdom, if a woman is to ascend to the throne then, she must ensure a Prince by her side. Otherwise, she will not be allowed to reign and the next in line will take over. You used to think it was a dumb requirement. It was almost as if the crown was belittling what a woman could do on her own. It’s been a rule for thousands of years that no one dared to challenge.

“It doesn’t have to be me, Y/N.” He stood up, finally meeting your eyes. He licked his lips, shaking his head as he paced around. It made you nervous, scared even. “But this country needs someone who—” You proceeded to explain only to be cut off again. You can tell he’s trying to contain his reaction.

“Then, you have a lot of options, my Queen. It doesn’t have to be me.” He reiterated the last part with more force, staring deep into you. Before you could even stop yourself from asking the question you feared the most at the moment, it already slipped out of your mouth.

“Why?” There was no answer and it felt like the sound of his breathing just set a timer for the ticking bomb inside you. All your life has been filled with whys. When deciding on this thing, you didn’t think you’d have one of those again. You didn’t expect Suguru would be the cause of it too.

Because there’s only been a certainty with him. No wondering, no doubts. Just him.

“Why, Suguru? My father and I talked about this and I-I…” You stammered, walking closer to him, agitated by your thoughts and the slowly rising disappointment in your heart. Out of all people… “Why not you? Are you married? Do you not wish to marry? Do you not wish for a better life? Or are you—” The questions were asked slowly and Suguru hated that for a second he almost saw your mother’s condescending gaze in your eyes.

The one to whom all people bow—the one who doesn't wait for an answer.

“Because I’m in love with someone else, Y/N! Am I supposed to throw that away?” He exploded, he sighed exasperatedly, taking a step away from you. “If you want to marry someone… if you want someone to take the role of the Prince, it won’t be me.” You knew it. That damn trip to the southern district changed something in him.

“Who? Where are they from? Is it a commoner?” You displayed a straight face, void of emotions as your heart started to hurt. There was a pounding in your head, and the barbed wire around your neck finally drew blood. It is killing you. 

“Do you have to know?” He looked at you with extreme disbelief in his eyes. You always respected his privacy even if you could easily coax things out of him with just your words. Just how low will you go for this throne? The throne you claimed to be not so interested in. The throne that raised you and broke you at the same time. 

“I am your Queen and I demand an answer.” You hate to be like this but you’re starting to feel numb. Your hopes were high, and so the fall is harder, harsher to your already brittle bones; brittle from the cold, brittle from the beating, brittle from the pain you have felt up to this moment. 

You watch him shake his head, eyes wide with surprise. You’ve never used your power against him, no matter how much the situation demands. He has always been a friend to you, never a pawn. But right now he feels nothing more than a commoner who has no choice but to kiss the ground you walk on.

“It’s Princess Aika of the South.” Your childhood friend. Your cousin. Indeed, she’s easy on the eyes. Easy on the heart too because she’s kind. She’s one, if not the most-liked ladies of the Kingdom. Not even you—a former princess who hails from the Central, the highest—can beat her at that. 

You nodded, murmuring an ‘I see,’ which he probably didn’t even hear. You bit your lip turning your back at him, as you tried to fight back the tears. So, that’s why he’s been going there more than his duty demands. That’s why he sometimes leaves your training to the other knights.

“So, she’s the urgent duty you sometimes use as an excuse during our training sessions?” It was a couple of months back, you didn’t even notice. It’s been almost a year since the trip to the Southern District, when had they start to meet each other in secret? Do the other knights know? Why didn’t he tell you when you thought you had a close relationship with him?

“No. I would never lie about my job, your Majesty. It was true that they required help with the South because of their declining economy.” His voice was clear, and honesty was thick but you’re not satisfied. 

“Why does it have to be you?” He swallowed thickly, catching on to the statement, a clear mockery of his earlier question to you. “They need a skilled—” He began but was quickly stopped when you let out a snicker, letting your hands fall to your sides as you turned around to face him, eyes cold and dead.

“Then, you have a lot of options, Commander.” He has never seen you in this light before and it was true that the royal blood shines naturally when it comes to certain situations. At that moment, it felt as if you were slowly rising above him, intimidating him with your towering wits and power. He can’t even see the little girl he played with during the coronation day many years ago.

“Y/N, you know they need the most suitable for the—” He tried to make the argument lighter than where it was going but to no avail as you once again interrupted him. “If you could make that statement, then you should understand where I’m coming from.” He was sure that he saw a tear escape your eye as you turned around again.

“Tell your Princess that I, the Queen, would like to convene a meeting with her tomorrow morning.” You stated, running a hand over your gown, almost hearing his breath hitch at the command. “You are to participate, Commander.” The statement was absolute and no matter how much he told himself not to fear your decisions, he still felt worried for Aika.

You won’t hurt your own cousin, right? You’re not like that. He knows you. 

“U-understood.” With that, you left without even looking at him. Each step that you take away from the man is a stomp to your heart. You wanted to turn around and beg him but that’s not what you’re allowed to do. To be a Queen is to be tough even in this heartwrenching situation. No matter how much you want to crumble for him.

This may be karma for seeing the fact that you need a Prince to officially reign as an opportunity to get the man that you want to marry.

You don’t know what you will say but there’s just one thing certain in your mind: your marriage with Suguru will proceed. 

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“Good morning, Your Highness.” The Princess of the Southern District bowed before you with the man of your dreams beside her. Even supporting her as she sat down. He has an unreadable expression on his face, eyes asking for some sort of mercy albeit not knowing what is to come. 

He’s more worried for her than for himself. How absurdly romantic.

You had a chat with one of your head maids the night before. “Do not forget the power that you hold, my Queen. Even the highest of her district shall bow to you. Do not fret.” Taking a deep breath, you maintained your facade as you smiled at her. She looked so sweet and demure in her baby pink long dress. Definitely a match for your strong knight. 

A flower and a blade, sitting together. What a sight.

It took everything in you not to scoff when she turned her head to look at him, smiling slightly. She’s always been the subject of comparison to you—how more feminine she is than you, more delicate, more ideal as a woman. It irritated you before but never enough to hate her. Even now when she’s the apple of your man’s eye, you still cannot hate her.

What the people do not know is you’re just as delicate as her—her as silk and you as a bomb.

“How long have you been together?” You started, leaning back on your chair, watching them exchange looks. “Not really ‘together’, yet. I’m still trying to prove myself to her, your Majesty.” Your eyes narrowed for a split second before looking down. You hate to think that you’re being a villain here. 

“What do you say about marriage, Princess Aika?” Suguru’s eyes were on you, guarding your every emotion, every word that would escape your lips. “What we have now, my Queen, is only but a budding relationship. We still have so much to know about each other.” She laughed awkwardly, looking at him to see his reaction but his eyes remained on you.

“I see. That’s right. Marriage shouldn’t be rushed. Unless there’s a good reason for it, don’t you think?” You took a sip of your tea, nodding as you continued, “Is there ever a good reason for it?” You tried to joke, only to earn another awkward laugh. After a little more chat, you figured this wouldn’t be as shocking to this Princess anymore. At least, it was not surprising enough to make her pass out.

“I’m gonna have to marry your suitor, Aika.” You addressed her by her first name, eyes softening as you watched Suguru stiffen in his seat. “Pardon?” The girl was on the edge of her seat, quite literally, as her gaze jumped between you and Suguru. “I’m sure you’re aware of the ways of the Crown.” You looked down, feeling like you were killing two hearts at once. It’s the last thing you want to do but…

“Do not fret." The maid’s voice echoed in your head. Suguru’s loving gaze flashed inside your mind and once again, you’re determined. “Him? Cousin…we have a lot of capable men—” She started, but Suguru cut her off. “It’s not official, we still have to talk it through.” His eyes were on you, clearly pissed, caught off guard at how quickly you switched the subject.

“But the Crown is absolute once its decision has been made.” Her eyes watered, scooting closer to him as she desperately grabbed his hand, before breaking down to sob on his shoulders. You’re starting to hate yourself as time passes. How he shushed her made you want to run to the balcony and throw yourself off it. Maybe that would be better.

“He’s my father’s candidate.” You added, hearing her cries get louder. He looked at you with disgust—for the first time in your years with him—you know that he started to hate you at that moment. It almost made you want to take your words back but to do so would be to win nothing. This one decision can give all that you have worked and suffered for. 

“If that was the decision, then so be it.” After several moments of watching the love of your life desperately wipe the tears of another woman, she finally spoke. Eyes filled with defeat and hate at the same time. You don’t know if there’s a worse combination. “My Queen, I beg you to understand that my decision to give him up does not diminish my feelings for him in any way. I am simply leading all that could be involved to a better path.” Her words were daggers and you could sense their threat.

‘This doesn’t kill our love. I simply want him and my family safe.’ It goes without saying that anyone who goes against the Crown will be punished accordingly. Not even the current head could change and erase the wishes of a dying ruler. Especially not one with enough support to back it with.

Everyone knows that the best option is Suguru. Even if you call every citizen of the land now and ask them one by one, they know that he is the best candidate. Born and raised in the castle, trained by the nobles and the most skilled knights, one could say that the only missing thing from him is the blue blood of the royals. There is no other person.

The next thing you know, the Princess is already bowing to you and on her way out with Suguru following like a lost puppy behind her, leaving you with your thoughts, the pressure chewing you alive and the guilt of having power. You felt like you couldn’t proceed with any of it anymore. How long do you have to force yourself into this man when he’s already planted himself in someone else’s heart? Now, you have to claw at it just to get to him and hold him to you. 

That alone is embarrassing and you just know that the younger you wouldn’t want to be this person. “At least, make it all worth it. After all the sacrifices we’ve made for you. At least, do something right.” Your late mother’s harsh words dug a pool of tears in your eyes. When have you turned into this monster? When did you turn into someone like her?

The ghost of shackles wrapped around your ankles was cold as you tried to calculate your debt. ‘I have no right to refuse. This is what I was made alive for.’ Your head started to spin as you stood up, watching as Suguru turned to look at you with furrowed brows, “I will deal with my life if I have to.” He spoke to the Princess before allowing her guards to take her with them, knowing he was not supposed to be seen with her by the public. Not after he has been declared as a candidate—no, a chosen one for your marriage.

He can’t get her exiled without a plan for them. He loves her too much.

“I’ll be meeting her tonight. And no, I’m not asking for permission, Y/N.” You remained unmoving, eyeing him as he tried to stare you down. If he’s being honest, the look in your eyes almost made him consider taking you to the people of the outskirts. Maybe your mother did something that turned you like this. 

“You told me you would want to change the rules of this kingdom. But now you’re just another dog of the Crown.” He spat at you, blinking as he let the words sink in. You swallowed the insults, seeing the portrait of the Kingdom’s flag behind him. “And so is your woman for simply agreeing. Stop acting like a damn jughead, Suguru. You know why it’s not easy.” He shook his head, stepping away.

That night, you just know that they met. Probably making love somewhere in the South, bathing in each other's love while you’re here ostracizing yourself for being selfish, replaying his words and the way he glared at you before stepping out of the room you once happily chased each other in. 

If you let him know and if you let him go, you wondered if he’d make love to you too for the first and last time. 

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“Prepare my horse,” he commanded, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he stood to get himself ready. His eyes never met hers. Not even a week into your marriage and he’s already doing this to you. “I haven’t finished my food yet.” Your voice quivered as you dropped your utensils. “And what of it? Do you plan on coming with me?” Revolting. He dare mock you in front of the maids? You chose to hold your head high, swallowing the pain away.

“Maybe I will. So, she knows that I know and I am here.” You stood up, brushing your dress with your hands. He snickered, shaking his head before turning to look at you. The maids, sensing the tension, started to clear the room by busying themselves. “She was there first.” Another thorn to your dying heart.

“Y/N, we both know what this is for. Everyone in this castle knows what this is for. What’s the point of pretending to be in love when the public’s not around to see?” He has a point. But this is not how you want your first marriage to be. You didn’t even get a chance win before karma bared its fangs at you and took a bite.

“So, we pretend forever? Is that what you’re implying? And when heirs and heiresses are brought up, then what?” You made sure each of your words were loud and clear, trying to knock some sense into his head. The situation was cruel but how could he just let you endure it alone when he promised to be with you and crown?

“You out of all people should know that an heir to the crown doesn’t have to come from the Consort.” He fixed his gloves, stepping away and leaving you with no words in your mouth. He was right. Your mother was the Queen Consort, and you were not even hers. Yet, here you are, reigning with a man who wants you to bear an heir from a different man. The Princess of the Southern District must’ve saved the world in her past life to be this lucky.

And you? You brought this upon yourself when you forced your heart on a man who already shares his with someone else. Truly a tragic queen.

There was no honeymoon for the two of you. ‘Honeymoons are for lovers,’ He says as he tries to ice the forming bruise on the skin of his neck. It was 4 am and here you are, begging for a lovers’ month or even week with him, in hopes of taking him away from the Princess. And of course, to try and win his heart.

“The people will be suspicious.” You whispered as you sat on the chair in the corner of his room, watching the sky turn dark grey. “I am a soldier. They will understand that I cannot help myself to stay away from duties. Former or not.” You wondered if these were the excuses he rehearsed when they spent their nights together ever since you declared your marriage to him. 

“I am tired, Y/N. You can stay but I cannot talk with you.” You fight the urge to ask him if you could sleep with him. Since the wedding day, you have not once slept beside him. And he never once even bothered visiting your chambers to check on you. But just like a woman in love… you stayed. 

And just when you thought he was asleep, you walked to the bed and watched him sleep. Your face reflected the exhaustion but your eyes spilled love. And it’s all for him. You leaned forward, bracing yourself with your hand, to give him a kiss when he spoke.

“If you’re going to kiss me, do not kiss my lips. Anywhere but my lips.” He kept his eyes closed and his features relaxed. ‘You kissed me at our wedding.’ You wanted to say, and as if reading your mind and hearing your thoughts, he added, “The wedding was a show. And actors act, Y/N.” With that, he turned to his side away from you to shut you out. 

Biting your quivering lips, you straightened up and let your hand reach for the harsh coldness of his doorknob. Watching your soft shadow cast by the candlelight as you walked out of his room, you asked yourself:

 Just how loveless can a loveless marriage be?

NEXT

[lovelyori]

Permanent Mark Masterlist • Gojo Satoru

When your lover’s past comes back to haunt you, how many times will he choose her over you? When nothing you give was enough to make him stay. Yet, you would still choose him. Everyday.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Gojo x reader

Status: Completed

Warnings: tragedy, alcohol abuse, self-harm, self-destructive reader, smoking, physical violence, cheating, toxic relationships, manipulation, eventual smut, pregnancy, mentions of abortion…+

Taglist: Closed !!

Playlist

› Part I:Permanent Mark

› Part II: Down

› Part III:Fool

› Part IV: Loose Lips

›Part V:Fear

›Part VI: Mine

›Part VII: Blessings

› Part VIII: Lengths

›Part IX: Mistakes

› Part X: Loss

›Part XI: Epilogue

[lovelyori]

SUNDERED

Pairing: Gojo x reader

• Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Alt. Ending

Sundered+ (COMMISSION)

Genre: Angst

tags/cw: angst, mean!gojo(kinda), babydaddy!gojo, babymomma!reader, motherhood, insecurities, arguments

word count: 3.2k

One woman’s life lesson is another woman’s better man.

❧ babydaddy!Gojo intentionally runs into you when you’re buying groceries just to show you his girlfriend. The woman was your classmate from high school. At the first meeting, she was shy and tried avoiding your gaze but Satoru just had to call you and ask something about your daughter. Completely unnecessary but he’s just that much of a jerk. Once was considered an accident. But when it happened two, then three times, you already know that you have to change your shopping schedule.

❧ babydaddy!Gojo picks up his daughter from your house an hour late, rubbing on your face that he overslept because he spent “some time” with his girlfriend last night. Distasteful and disrespectful, but you let it slide cause he seems happy. You don’t want to be a killjoy, right? You were never his girlfriend, to begin with. Just someone he got pregnant from a one-night stand. 

❧ babydaddy!Gojo posts pictures of his day out with his daughter online. His girlfriend carrying your kid as the three of them wear matching Mickey and Minnie Mouse headbands. You could only scroll past and continue your work to busy yourself. Maybe you should stop lurking around social media and just use your phone for important messages. Maybe you should also lose feelings for someone who never harbored genuine ones for you in the first place.

❧ babydaddy!Gojo always lets his girlfriend open the door for you when you’re picking up your daughter from his house on weekends. He leans back on the couch, watching you grab your daughter’s things, opening his arms to cuddle with his girlfriend before you even get to walk out the door. It made you feel pathetic and small but what can you do? There’s simply no place for you in that house.

❧ babydaddy!Gojo insists that you spend more time together for the sake of your daughter. You agreed to it and now, you had to sit in the back of the car with your daughter as he drives his girlfriend to work. It made you feel sick and nauseous that you were only able to spend half a day with them before you decided to go home and sleep the day away. Maybe when you wake up, you’ll find it in you to hate him.

“Mommy? Call her, love.” Gojo used a higher voice to encourage his daughter to call you. He knows that he was foul for what happened earlier. But what is he gonna do? He can’t reject his girlfriend’s request, plus it was only a ride. It’s not like she was with you for the whole day. Still, he doesn’t think it’s the reason why you left early. You might be feeling…tired. Even if it was Saturday yesterday and you have no work. You might still feel fatigued on Sunday, right?

“Mama!” The little girl mimicked pointing upstairs. Satoru sighed placing her little bag on a nearby chair as he made his way upstairs. He figured that if you’re still asleep, he could just wait for you to wake up and just look after his daughter here. You’re a single mother for 4 days a week, and on top of that, you also have work. You literally don’t have time to rest. He told himself that he needs to stop messing around just to get a reaction from you. 

Reaching your room, Satoru knocked on the door three times, calling out your name when you didn’t answer. “Wait a second.” You voiced out from the other side, “I’m just gonna call my mom, can you wait for her?” You suppressed a cough at the end of the sentence but it didn’t go unnoticed by Satoru. “Are you sick? I could take her back to my house, we’ll look after her until you feel better. ” The suggestion made your stomach churn. They get to play house with your kid and here you are, being miserable.

You shook your head, realizing how bitter you sounded. She wasn’t unkind in any way to your baby but something in you hurts when you think of them giving your daughter the family experience that you cannot provide. You and Satoru tried to work things out but you just can’t get on the same page. Instead of trying to be better for you and your daughter, he decided to fuck around and date someone else instead. 

You wouldn’t say that your name was clean. What with a couple of threats such as finding someone who could act right. You just didn’t think that he’d really leave. It hurt but now you’re getting yourself used to the feeling. Maybe he just couldn’t act right with you. Because why is he so good with his girlfriend now? She tamed him, as he once boasted to you during a fight.

“I’m stuck with a child that I have with you, but not with you.” He pointed out, leaving a searing pain in your chest. “There’s no way I’m letting that happen.” Tears were starting to form in your eyes as the words come out of his mouth. How could he say something so cruel to you, the mother of his child? All you did was tell him that his girlfriend was getting kind of too much after she told you what to do with your child. And now he’s making you the villain.

“I just told her that—” You tried to explain, voice starting to shake. “If that’s all you did, she wouldn’t come to me crying, Y/N.” You just can’t believe that you’re fighting over this. You already have so much to think about and now this, you also have to be cautious about his girl. “She told you herself, I just didn’t want her telling me how to raise my child!” 

“Of course, she wouldn’t tell me that you’re being harsh to her. Unlike you, she’s actually kind and considerate of other people’s feelings.” You looked down, letting out a strangled sob escape your throat before quickly wiping away the forming tears in your eyes as you turn away from him. Why was he never this defensive of you? He didn’t even try to fight for you when his girlfriend convinced him to take your daughter with them on a trip. Without your permission.

And now he’s talking as if you’ve been nothing but a disturbance in his relationship with her. Everything's just unfair. Yet, you just let it slide because you wanted nothing but peace for your baby. “I don’t want to have this conversation with you anymore, Satoru. You’ve said enough.” You sniffed, walking to your daughter’s room to check if the noises woke her up. Satoru was left standing there, processing all the things that he said.

He watched you disappear into the dark hallway of your apartment, shoulders shaking with your head hung low. Even if he can’t see your face, he can tell that you’re crying and it made him feel like shit. He went overboard, didn’t he? “Fuck.” He threw his keys on the couch, running his fingers through his hair. He wanted to apologize but at the same time, he wanted to prove his point. His girlfriend was only trying to help and you took it the wrong way.

At that time, Satoru thought that maybe she was right. You’re just getting kinda jealous that she could spend time with your daughter and Satoru more and now you’re being too sensitive, letting out your irritation on her. She said that it was a natural feeling for a mother to feel that way but Satoru can’t let you treat his girlfriend like shit just because of your pettiness and jealousy. You have to learn to adjust and accept that some things are gonna be the way they are because of your setup. 

As for you, you felt hurt. Neglected even when you know that you’re not supposed to receive as much attention, much less protection from him. His priority is your child, but not you. You have no choice but to talk and work everything out with them for the sake of your daughter. You know that you could start dating someone of your choice but you wished that it would be that easy. You just want to focus on your daughter and if you’re gonna find someone, you want them to love her as much as you do. 

You wonder what you lacked that couldn’t soften him the way he did to her. You started to think that you’re the problem and that is why you couldn’t fix him as easily as she did. 

You stood up, opening the door for him seeing your two-year-old reach out to you. “Mama’s sick, love, sorry.” You covered your mouth, blinking away the heaviness in your eyes. Satoru watched you pack your daughter’s things. “If you’re gonna be busy, just tell me. I’ll just contact Mom. She can be with you for a few days, just until my cold is gone.” You murmured, counting the diapers to put in her baby bag. 

You don’t want to be away from her, but letting her stay with you when you’re like this puts her at risk and that’s the last thing you want. You can’t stand seeing your daughter through pain and you’re pretty sure it’s the same for his dad. Begrudgingly, you placed the bag in front of Satoru before reaching over for her favorite toy. You smiled at how she squealed when she saw it.

“You know we’re never too busy to take care of her. Just rest, so you’ll get better soon.” You swallowed, nodding your head slowly as you thought of what else they should take. “Yeah, I’ll be picking her up.” You kept your distance from her, sitting down as you felt your head spinning a bit. “Do you...do you have medicine, though? I could get some if you want,” Satoru can tell that you’re really sick and despite his situation with you, he can’t just let you be when you’re like this. You’re still the mother of his child. 

“No, it’s fine. I have some here. Just take care of her.” Your voice was hoarse and your daughter was starting to reach out for you again as if sensing that something was wrong so you urged Satoru to get going. “Be good, okay?” You waved as she watched you with her curious eyes but waved back, nonetheless. You wouldn’t admit it but you feel envious that they could be happy together with her. You’re afraid that one day she’ll prefer being with them over you.

As for your feelings for Satoru, you hated thinking or talking about it. You’re obviously in love with him, but you wouldn’t acknowledge that yourself, either. You fought too much, you hurt each other too much. Other than that, there’s no point for your feelings now that he has someone he really loves and truly cares about. 

You never experienced the boyfriend-girlfriend stage with Satoru. It’s like one day, you just woke up and you’re already parents. You can’t blame him for not having real feelings for you. You do your best to be as civil to them as you can be but sometimes his girlfriend’s just out of bounds. And after a couple of painful fights with Satoru regarding her, it just became too much for you. 

You’re just tired of feeling like a wedge to someone’s healthy relationship. That’s how Satoru makes you feel and you just can’t take any ache from that. 

Another thing that you deny to yourself is the hope that you might fix this all. There are always what-ifs in your mind, and you would never tell Satoru about them. He’ll probably laugh at you and your threats that you’re gonna be with someone who truly makes you happy. You would never destroy his relationship just because yours didn’t work. If you have to cover your eyes, look away and pretend to be deaf every time they’re around you, you would. 

You often think about what it would be like if he settled down with his girl; if they decided to get married and have a family of their own. You don’t want your daughter to feel left out. You don’t want her to feel like she doesn’t have her own family in the middle of them. You also wondered if you’d have moved on by then. You hope so. You don’t want to be this pitiful and heartbroken forever.

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After a couple of days, you’re finally feeling well. You got up early and sent Satoru a text that you’ll be picking up your baby in a few hours. You missed her and her giggles so much. The house was clean during the past days but you very much prefer it to be messy, as long a she’s there. You’ll never mind getting up in the middle of the night or waking up extra early for her. 

Arriving at Satoru’s residence, you rang the doorbell as you waited patiently for someone to open the gate for you. You were hoping that it would be your baby girl, extending her short, chubby arms to you but instead, it was Satoru’s girlfriend. “Come in, she’s still playing inside.” She smiled at you, opening the metal door wider. “Thanks, I messaged Satoru that I was coming to pick her up. Is she ready?” You asked her as you walked to their front door.

“She is, but she’s kinda fussy about it. Satoru bought her a huge playpen and she just wouldn’t get out of it. She’s enjoying a lot.” She tucked a hair behind her ear and you can’t help but feel conscious of how you look. Opening the door, you were welcomed by the sight of Satoru lying down with his daughter in the said enclosure. She was fiddling with a toy as they watched on the big screen. 

Her favorite toy was at the corner, and for some reason, it left a pang in your chest.

“Sweetie, someone’s here for you.” You hated the way she phrased it but you know that she doesn’t mean for it to be offensive or rude to you. The little girl looked up with her binky in her mouth, blinking before smiling at you. “Oh, you’re already here. She wouldn’t let me out of the playpen.” Satoru explained, probably thinking that you didn’t appreciate that it had to be his girlfriend opening the door for you. 

“It’s alright. I don’t mind.” This place always made you feel like you’re an outsider. Probably because you are and it didn’t help that they’re making you feel like it. “Mama!” She waved at you, pointing at the screen as she sat down. “That’s a nice show, love. Maybe we could just continue watching it at home?” You know that she doesn’t have a big playpen there. The screen isn’t that big, either. She suddenly lied back down, whimpering as she kicked her tiny feet. You felt like telling her that you’d work hard to buy her that too.

She doesn’t want to go home yet and that’s what you feared. 

“Baby, mom’s here. She missed you.” Satoru called out but to no avail. He came to lift her up, trying to see if she was just being too lazy to get up. Her eyes were glued to the television as she sucked on her pacifier. She was too into it, pointing the show to everyone before smiling at you. Oh, how you missed that smile. “Let’s go, now.” You cooed at her, softly clapping your hands.

When you tried to reach for her as Satoru leans her close to you, she started wiggling around. “Down, Mama! Wait.” Her cute language never ceases to make your heart swell with joy despite the fact that she’s trying to get away from you. She runs away, stopping to look around before going to Satoru’s girlfriend and hugging her leg. She was in awe when she picked up your daughter. 

So… she’s who your daughter’s referring to by…Mama. You could almost hear your heart shatter at the realization. Since when did she start calling her Mama?

“You don’t wanna go home yet? But Mom’s here.” She talked in her baby voice and you don’t know if you’re gonna be happy that she treats your daughter really well or jealous that she came running to her when she don’t want to do something. Satoru went up to them, leaving you standing a few meters away. You don’t like what you’re seeing aside from your daughter.

“It’s not good to ignore Mama.” Satoru tapped her nose with his finger which she cutely swatted away, eliciting a chuckle from him. “Y/N, I was thinking… maybe I could just, uh, take her home later in the day. This playpen just arrived yesterday and you know how kids are…” He laughed nervously, struggling to find a nice way to say that your daughter won’t be coming home yet.

“Yesterday, I was joking about giving her playmates and she was so excited, she was running around.” His girlfriend giggled as she shared. It was a simple story yet it was a thorn to your heart. Why does it seem like your every nightmare is coming to life? You just smiled at her, understanding that she was talking about giving your daughter siblings. Satoru was silent, but you didn’t dare look at his face. You know that it’s in their future plans and you don’t have to see him smiling about it too. 

“That’s adorable..” You don’t know what else to say, so you just nodded your head slowly, blinking quickly so as to bring yourself back to reality. His place was huge compared to your apartment. The playpen looks so much more comfortable than the crib she has at your place. She has new toys and a mom and dad by her side. So, now she doesn’t want to leave. Suddenly, you can feel the weakness in your knees from when you were sick starting to come back. You cleared your throat as you straightened yourself.

“J-just take her home later. I, uh, bought something for her.” You lied, knowing that you still have to go looking for something you can buy for your lovely child. You wanted to snatch her away from Satoru’s girlfriend, her other mom, but the giggle flowing out of her lips are too precious for you to ruin; the smile on her face as she tickled her tummy was too priceless. Look at them, you told yourself as you started to feel farther and farther away from their little world. They’re a picture of a happy family. 

“I’ll see you later, honey…” You whispered, giving her head a pat as she looked up at you with her big, cerulean eyes. You didn’t wait for any of them to walk you out, you just let your feet take you out of their home, not daring to look back for the fear of breaking down. Your fingers tremble along with your lips and the tiny droplets of rain felt like acid on your skin. Maybe what they say was true. We experience people differently.

One woman’s life lesson is another woman’s better man.

NEXT

[lovelyori]

✧༺ SERIES ༻✧

HOME SERIES - toji x reader

➥ Home ✧ A Letter from Home ✧ Way Back Home

Status : Completed Genre: Heavy angst Warnings: infidelity/cheating, death, assisted suicide, euthanasia, mentions of sexual intercourse, illness, suicide attempt, suggestive smut

HOME SERIES: REINCARNATION - toji x reader

➥ Dodging a Bullet

Status: Completed Genre: Angst with happy ending, Reincarnation Warnings: mentions of cheating, explicit smut

FIX YOU SERIES - toji x reader

➥ Fix You ✧ The Sun Will Rise ✧ Closest to Heaven ✧ Open Arms

Status: Completed Genre: Angst Warnings: explicit smut, insecurities, mentions of death, pregnancy

PERMANENT MARK SERIES - gojo x reader

➥ Masterlist

Status: Completed Genre: Angst Warnings: tragedy, alcohol abuse, self-harm, self-destructive reader, smoking, physical violence, toxic relationships, manipulation, dubcon…+

SUNDERED SERIES - gojo x reader

Status: Completed Genre: Angst Warnings: mean!gojo (at first), pregnancy, arguments, implied noncon, insecurities

➥ Sundered Masterlist

MASQUERADE SERIES - geto x reader

Status: On-going Genre: Angst Warnings: angst, royal au, forced marriage, cheating, drama, emotional turmoil, power imbalance, manipulation

➥ Masquerade …+

✧༺ ONESHOTS ༻✧

➥ Warm Up (NSFW) - toji x reader

Genre: Smut Warnings: explicit smut, pussy spanking, fingering, overstimulation, squirting

➥ 2 in 1 (NSFW) - gojo x reader x geto

Genre: Smut Warnings: NSFW, threesome, handjobs, blowjobs, fingering, pussy spanking, squirting, nipple play, mirror sex, cunnilingus, double penetration, unprotected sex, anal, clit play, dirty talking

➥ In Another Universe… - toji x reader

Genre: Angst Warnings: Implied death (?)

➥ Like A Pro! (NSFW) - toji x reader

Genre: Smut Warnings: 🌽star!toji, 🌽star!femreader, nsfw, blowjobs, fingering, squirting, nipple play, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, breeding kink, clit play, dirty talking, slapping if you squint, filming

✧༺ ASK ONESHOTS/IMAGINES ༻✧

➥ batman toji w/ little robin megumi

Genre:Fluff

➥ biker toji picking you up from school

Genre: Suggestive

✧༺ COMMISSIONS ༻✧

➥ Permanent Mark⁺ : FORLORN

Genre: Angst Warnings: angst, death, mentions of pregnancy, implied suicide

➥ Sundered⁺ : CATHARSIS

Genre: Angst Warnings: angst, babydaddy!gojo, babymomma!reader Note: Only the kitchen conversation can be considered a part of the main series.

[lovelyori]

I had an ask about Shunsui x wife reader but I lost it. But here it is. I hope whoever asked for it finds it.

Fandom: Bleach Pairing: Shunsui x wife! reader Words: 749

The soft rustling of clothes could be heard from the room where you sat, folding the freshly washed clothes into a neat pile. The growing silence reminded you that it was late at night and your husband was still at the Captains Meeting. Tired from the work you had done all day, you put on your night clothes and sat on the futon. Just as you were about to crawl under the blanket, you heard the quiet shuffle of footsteps outside. The door slid open with a silent groan, and the familiar scent of sandalwood and sake drifted into the room. There he was - Shunsui Kyoraku - your ever-dramatic husband, looking like he'd lost a duel with exhaustion itself. His haori was draped over one arm, and he didn't even have the energy to tilt his hat forward.

"Well, well," you called out gently. "Look what the cat dragged in."

He let out a tired groan. "Please do not remind me of cats. They get to nap all day."

You rose, padding barefoot across to him. He welcomed your embrace with open arms, burying his face into the crook of your neck, and letting out a sigh that melted into your skin.

You reached up to run your fingers through his hair, losing the pins and freeing his long, messy locks. "Long meeting?"

"Too long", he mumbled, leaning into you, and wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

"You're tense," you whispered, hands moving to run up the fabric of his kimono and feeling the stiffness in his shoulders. Shunsui chuckled weakly. "Comes with the Captain's haori, I'm afraid."

"You poor, poor soul." You smiled sympathetically. Releasing him from your embrace, you tugged his sleeve. "Come, sit down. I'll make it better."

He arched a brow but followed you nonetheless. "Better how?"

You gently pushed him down onto the futon and moved behind him, already slipping his outer kimono off his shoulders. "Massage, Captain. You deserve it."

"I truly married the right woman after all."

You laughed and smacked his shoulder lightly. "Shut up and relax."

Your finger worked into his tense muscles, slow and steady. Shunsui let out a blissful sigh, head dropping forward. Before long, his body began to slacken, breathing evening out as you continued to work out the knots in his shoulders. As the tension eased from his body and the night deepened, he fell back into your arms, drowsy and content.

"Shunsui?"

"Mmm?"

"If you fall asleep, I'll leave you on the floor."

"You would never."

"Try me."

"Is that a threat, sweetheart?"

You rolled your eyes fondly and wrapped your arms around him, resting your cheek against his back. "Yes, you idiot. It is."

He raised a brow at your words. "Maybe you need to spend less time with Nanao-chan. You sounded just like her."

A giggle escaped you and he leaned backward to look at you.

"I love you, so much."

You smiled at him, hands going back to rub his shoulders. "I know", you whispered back. "I love you too."

He let out a sigh that was half pleasure and half exhaustion. Leaning back slightly more, he placed a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Careful," you warned, laughing softly. "You're going to tip over."

"Wouldn't be the worst thing," he mumbled, head tilted back. "At least I'll land on my favorite pillow."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. Instead of pushing him away, your hands slowed down, now gentle strokes and then eventually came to rest on his arms.

His eyes closed, in exhaustion and contentment. "You didn't have to wait."

"I'll always wait for you," you said, running your hands up and down his arms. "Even if I fall asleep sitting up."

He turned, shifting carefully in your arms until he was facing you. His knees brushed yours and the fabric of your clothes rustled softly. He reached out, cupping your cheek lovingly.

"I know and I'm sorry for making you wait so much."

You leaned into his hand. "Don't be. I don't mind waiting for you."

He gave you a soft, tired smile that made your chest tighten up. Then he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours - slow, patient, and familiar.

"Let's go to bed," you whispered, forehead resting his. "Before you actually fall asleep on the floor."

"Just a moment. Please."

As the lantern flickered low, Shunsui finally allowed himself to rest, leaving the burden of the Soul Society for the next day.

[lovelyori]

𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽 𝔀/ 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭!𝓢𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓾𝓲 𝓚𝔂𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓴𝓾

Content warning: Both reader and Shunsui are intoxicated, alcohol usage (obv.), oral (f), begging, doggy style, kinda creampie but like not at the same time.

Author's note: I'm sorry I'm taking so long to get these requests out. But I hope you like this! 🤍

Shunsui tilted his head back a bit, parting his lips as you poured yet another shot of liquor into his mouth.

You were straddling his lap in his office chair, hand gripping his jaw lightly as you looked into each others eyes, vision already a bit unsteady. When you reach to sit the shot glass back on the table, he closes his mouth, swallowing the strong, bitter liquid.

"You know.. I'd think you were tryna get me drunk.. if I didn't know any better.." He says in a deep, smooth voice, feeling your thumb caressing the stubble along his jawline as you kept a loose grip on his face. His large hands rubbed your ass that was on display due to the way your spread apart legs cause the fabric of your dress to bunch up at your waist, giving it a couple firm squeezes.

A playful smile plays across your face, eyes softening a bit as he speaks.

"Maybe I am.. can't let me be drunk by myself.." You reply quietly, pouring a shot of your own as your hand gently slips from his face.

You had drank maybe a tiny bit more than you should've at the party earlier and he was definitely amused by it, staying close by to make sure you were being safe while still allowing you to have a good time.

He enjoyed seeing you having fun, the little red dress hugging your body as you danced with some of the other lieutenants.

"Bye!" You yell happily to Matsumoto, Yoruichi, and a couple other girls you were partying with as you all leave the party. Seeing the male lieutenants looking slightly annoyed at trying to get the other girls back safely.

You were probably being obnoxiously loud, making some of the other people that were outside look at you. Some of them were seemingly annoyed, and some of them amused as you waved your hand at the girls, walking backward before spinning back around to walk with Shunsui.

Shunsui stayed close to you, helping you walk back to his office, somewhere you'd made a habit of visiting quite often lately.

His hands massage your ass, pulling you closer to his body, making your clothed pussy brush against the slight bulge between his legs. He leans back comfortably in the chair. His touch gentle, fingertips, moving down the sides of your thighs ever so often, sending chills up your spine before they went back to your ass.

"You had a good time, huh?" He asks, noticing the slight slur in your words as he watched you throw back the shot you poured.

"Mhm." You hum, reaching over to place the cup on the table once more before leaning in to lie your head on his chest, bringing your hand up to rub the exposed skin softly, feeling the hair beneath your light touch.

"Careful.." he says before grabbing the bottle, drinking more on his own.

As he drinks from the tilted glass you lift your head, planting soft kisses to his chest, pushing his clothing open to reveal more of his skin. He puts the bottle down, letting out a deep pleasured sigh as you continue exploring his skin with your hand and lips.

His own hands move to the thin, string of your panties on your hips as he slips his fingers beneath it, playing with the soft fabric.

"You shouldn't be doing this, you know.. I'm way too old for you.." He breaths out, pulling the material down a bit, to the middle of your ass. He moves his hands, running his fingers up and down your lower back as he feels your lips move higher, tongue brushing up his neck.

"As many times as we've done this.. you should know I don't care about that, Captain." You say sitting back straight to look at him.

"Besides.. I think I'm good for you.. keep your stamina up, old man.."

He lets out an amused huff of air at the statement, slipping the thin straps of the dress down your shoulders, allowing you to slip your arms free for him to free your breasts. The material brushes past your already hardened nipples. He leans in immediately, licking over your nipple before moving to the other side, licking that one too before his hands come up to cup your tits, thumbs brushing over the slick, hard buds.

You moan softly, leaning in to press your lips to his, sucking his bottom lip softly, letting your tongue slip past his lips in search of his.

His tongue meets yours as your lips move in sync, the taste of the alcohol on both your lips making your head spin.

You pull back just enough to speak, voice coming out in a soft, pleasured tone as his fingers continue brushing over your nipples.

"Mm.. one more? Pretty please.."

He smirks against your lips, shifting for you to sit back so he can kiss up the center of your chest, long brown hair drapping over his shoulder, framing his face.

"Fine.. one more." He mutters, sitting back and moving his hands down to your hips, squeezing softly as he watches you grab the bottle, bringing it to him. He tilts his head back, eyes never leaving yours as he lets you pour one last shot into his mouth, bringing the bottle to your own lips to do the same.

You put the bottle down, bringing your hands to his shoulders, pushing the fabric off his muscular frame, letting it fall around his waist.

He stands, picking you up with ease as he walks into the bedroom attached to his office, reaching behind himself to slide the door closed.

When he places you on the edge of the bed, he kneels down in front of you, slipping your panties off the rest of the way, watching as you shamelessly open your legs wide before him, giving him the perfect view of your cunt.

His eyes explore your pussy making his mouth water. He licks his lips as his fingertips tenderly glide down to outside of your thigh, down to your knee, making you bend your leg and then your ankle, bringing it to his lips where he turns his head to plant soft kisses, slowly trailing them up to your inner thigh.

You reach down, threading your fingers into his hair as he nibbles your skin, making your legs jump slightly everytime he lightly bit the flesh there.

He moved to the other side, giving it the same treatment before moving up to the crease between your thigh and your pussy lip, licking the skin slowly.

"Mm.. please.." you beg, pussy clenching at him being so close with his warm tongue.

He grins, sucking the skin there lightly before pulling back again, dragging his tongue over the same spot.

"Oh.. it's gonna take more than that, baby doll."

He moves in more, planting soft kisses to your pussy lips, making sure not to touch where you really wanted him at.

You start to squirm a bit, whimpering at how badly you wanted him to just eat you out which only makes him want to take even longer to do so.

"So impatient.. just started and you won't even let me have my fun."

He spit over your clit, letting the hot liquid run down your pussy as he went back to kissing and nibbling at your thighs.

"Fuck.." You say in an airy moan.

He watches the spit trail down to your hole before using his hands to spread your legs open more, watching as the glob of spit ran down your slit, over your hole, making it clench and down to you asshole.

He uses his thumb to spread the saliva around, making a mess over your entire pussy before he leans in, blowing softly on the wet area.

The cooling sensation of him blowing over the wetness makes your legs jump softly and chills rush down your spine.

"Mm.. please.. stop teasing." you beg, curling your fingers into his hair, pulling softly, wanting him to just eat you out already.

He smirks, leaning in closer to blow softly again, cold air rushing over the area once more.

"Ugh.. fuck.. please.. please.." You moan, arching your back, hoping to push your pussy to his lips more.

He turns his head, biting a trail up your thigh, legs trembling each time you feel his teeth sink into your skin.

"Tell me how bad you want it." He says quietly, sucking at the crease of your thigh.

"So fucking bad.. I swear.. please."

He listens to you beg, kissing and sucking at the skin of your thighs the entire time before he finally moves in, sucking your clit softly, making you moan as you finally get what you were craving.

You brush the stray hairs from his face as you watch him give your puffy clit slow kitten licks before he flattens his tongue, swiping it over your cunt, tip parting the wet, messy folds making your belly flex.

He slurps at your pussy hungrily, lips leaving behind a mess just as quickly as he can slurp it back up.

He starts alternating between sucking your clit and dragging the tip of his tongue in slow circles over it. He runs his tongue down, running the tip of his tongue over your hole, dipping it in and out, feeling your warm walls contract around his tongue.

He pulls back, vision a bit hazy from the alcohol as he looks at your soaked pussy, seeing the mess between your thighs, watching you run your fingers down between your lips, spreading yourself open letting him see the cream threatening to seep from your spasming walls.

"Fuck.." he groans deeply, barely audible.

Maybe its the liquor making him lose control of himself but he can't help but stand swiftly, removing the rest of his clothing that hung low on his hips, your eyes trail down the dark hair running down the middle of his abs, all the way down between the defined v-lines to the patch of dark, curly hair just above his long, thick cock. Veins ran crazy around the hard shaft as his hand came up to wrap around it.

He leans over you, pressing his lips against yours as he uses his hand to drag the tip of his cock between your slick folds before speaking softly against your lips.

"Turn over."

He pulls back just enough to give you room to turn over beneath him, arching your back to push your ass into the air slightly. His large frame hovers over your back as he watches your body move.

"That's my girl.."

He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling your hips up more as he guides his cock to your pussy, sinking the length in real slow, feeling you open up around him. When he pulls back, he can hear the slippery, wet noise of his cock dragging out of your cunt making him groan in pleasure.

"Shit.. you're so fucking wet."

He drags out, removing his hand from around your waist to wrap it around the base of the shaft, dragging the tip down to your clit, rubbing it before he moves back to your hole, flicking it over the opening just before feeding his dick back into you again, removing his hand from his wet cock as he buries inside completely.

He holds his weight off you, thrusting his cock in and out of your cunt in slow, drawn out movements as his hand comes around, sinking two of his thick, coated fingers into your mouth, letting you taste yourself on them while he fucks you.

Your lips close around his fingers, you lick and suck on them, moaning with every drag of his dick along your gushing walls. The vibrations from your mouth make him let out a deep groan.

"Shit, baby.."

The sensation of the tip of his cock rubbing against your g-spot makes your back arch even more, pushing your ass up into him wanting to let him get ever deeper.

"Mm.. That's right.. give it to me.." He groans, backing off you enough to look down between you both, seeing the arch in your back as his hips roll into you.

You're moaning like crazy, the sensation of him intensified by your intoxicated state of mind. Your pussy leans behind a thick, creamy trail all around his cock, making his own drunken mind buzz.

His hand comes up, pushing your head into the mattress gently as he picks up the pace of his thrusts, hips slapping against your ass loudly every time they come forward.

He's looking down, completely mesmerized by the sight of his cock disappearing into your pussy, loving the sounds your pussy made while he fucked you.

"Fuuck.. this what you wanted?" He asks in a rough, husky voice.

"Uh huh.." you moan out, unable to formulate words at the moment.

"Shit.. nasty girl.. you know we shouldn't do this.. what would people think, huh?"

"Mmm.. don't fucking care.." You moan, reaching back with both hands to spread yourself open for him even more. He lets out a rough growl, seeing how your cream smears around your stuffed hole and between your ass cheeks.

"Shit.." He groans, pulling his hips back quickly, letting his cock drag out of your clenching walls to jack himself off, covering your ass in his cum before he puts the still hard shaft back inside, fucking the cum still leaking from his tip inside you.

You'd never heard him let out moans like the ones he is right now. Loud and untamed as your pussy continues milking the large load from his cock, cum coated ass making a mess on his pelvis everytime his hips snap forward to meet your ass.

A combination of your juices and his cum gushes around his cock, dripping down his balls as he drags back, softening dick drooping as he pulls out, tip dripping.

He lets out a shaky sigh as you fall down to the mattress.

You smirk, "Couldn't hang, old man?" You tease, and he leans over you, laying his forehead against your upper back, letting out a tired chuckle as he shakes his head.

"I'm drunk.." He admits quietly.

Tagging: @lovey-3

[lovelyori]

Another new tumblr page! Welcome welcome!

I was wondering your thoughts on some of the Bleach captains with a very petite s/o? Think like… 4’8 - 5’2 , teeny tiny lil things. Someone who “looks” frail at first glance. Is someone smaller their type? Would that factor into any pursuit? 👀 You can go into NSFW territory if you like, but I’d be happy with SFW too!

miniature love(r) || gotei 13

summary/ask: bleach captains with tiny/petite s/o! (height underneath 5’2 / 157 cm tall)

content warnings | manga spoilers!!, separated in sfw/nsfw, sfw- mostly fluff (a little bit of angst) and my personal opinions of them having tiny fem s/o, teasing, kissing and physical affection, mentions of kids and domestic life, i think that’s it for this part, nsfw - so smut of course (minors dni), fem! reader, neutral skin color reader, yapping too much about kinks ,size kink go BRRRRR, oral (receiving), different sex positions, wlw!!, overstimulation, breeding + pregnancy + kids mentioned, mentions after care + more…

a/n - #1 i am actually using tumblr last 3 years but i just recently got back into writing lol and you got my european ass to convert those feet’s and inches to centimeters, 😦 i am like 5’8-9 feet ( around 175 cm-ish tall ) so please if i didn’t get a good point in this writing im sorry 😭, didn’t write for old man Yama, sorry not sorry honestly, he’s best grandpa tho <3

#2 also to say i wrote for captains in that picture (start of tybw lineup) if you are interested in past/future captains please send me a request! i don’t mind doing them later on~ Toshiro is aged up (grown up/him using his complete bankai)!

SFW!

Suì-Fēng is interesting one since she is not the tallest one (as tall as 150 cm (4'11")) definitely so she is leaning more into taller or at least average sized ones. However i don’t think she minds someone around her height, they can get each other struggles and solve then like you climbing on her shoulders to get a food from a high cabinet in a kitchen or gets in a tiny space together comfortably, yeah i think she is content with it!

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi would like to have someone dandy on his side, dressing you up in fancy clothes and accessories. Having you as his dress up doll at home~ (sorry this is dry, i don’t like his characters that much lol)

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana isn’t that tall either being 159 cm (5'2½") tall but her terrifying aura so there is no one pick on you and definitely not her in entire Seireitei so that’s nice <3 However i see her personal preference is someone taller but she also doesn’t mind having “a puppy” following her in free time ;)

Shinji Hirako, this little shit of a man would tease you till a day you die, picking on you as you are just trying to do your job or just passing by, he would put just get your paperwork and lift it that his lanky ass could reach and stuck his tongue out at you, eventually giving in and giving it back with a playful grin and a kiss on a side of your cheek as a apology, saying he won’t tease you again and then teasing you AGAIN not even an hour later 🤦‍♀️

Byakuya Kuchiki would honestly prefer someone who is tiny imo, that has already been proven right since he was with Hisana who is most likely same size as Rukia so there is no doubt. As a head of a clan he likes the feeling that his dearest could rely on him in anything, call it whatever you want but it brings him a sense of something he lost once and he is not planning to lose it again.

Sajin Komamura is TALLEST one 288 cm (9'5½") so as i said he would be probably more found of someone taller or average sized…however! that’s doesn’t mean he wouldn’t enjoy having you around, in both of his forms he would carry you bridal style at late night hours or when Seireitei is empty so you two could have your time without having a fear of being judged or made fun of because of your appearances.

Shunsui Kyōraku, this man hoe likes every woman. He is a proud women lover. He loves any shape, size and complexion in women, he would absolutely adore having you close to him anywhere, especially in his bed late at night as he brushes your wedding rings together :)

Kensei Muguruma is on a more neutral side since i can see him wanting a tall and strong s/o he can fight and train with, but something in me is telling me that he’s a traditional man, he likes to be needed and wanted, be able to stood out in front of you proud, strong and straight to protect you.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya would finally be relieved that there is another person that is small, he’s so mf tiny that you are just maybe slightly taller than him anyway, in his true bankai form he’s around Byakuya’s height so he just might indulge himself into telling you a slight teasing comment, yeah i think he would like someone tiny to match him-

Kenpachi Zaraki would have a smaller s/o without a need for you to be smaller than an average woman in height, he’s like tall-tall, strong and intimidating compared with every race anyway. However i do have a feeling that he would like to have someone so dandy and small like Yachiru since she is a practically a part of his soul so he is found of tiny and cute things. Since his little Yachiru left ( :( ) you had become one who would sit on his shoulder as you two have to go anywhere, imo he probably wishes that one day if you two had a little kid together that it would be little girl who is his eyes is a little Yachiru who you two take care of, but this one have a little eyes just like yours and he likes that very much <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, this is weird one because i can see him not really having a type? He barely likes anyone, yet your tiny ass got underneath his skin and now you are here for him. Following him as you two raise Nemuri together, you 3 now looking like a real family!

Jūshirō Ukitake :( gosh i love him so much, anyway he is so nice with you, since you both are physically not very strong, it would make it easy but he fears he couldn’t protect you in time because of his fragile body :( yeah, can definitely see him with tiny s/o <3

NSFW!

Suì-Fēng - i think she loves classic scissoring as you two play w each other’s clits, can’t go well with that one and also, just sit on her face when she’s angry and don’t you dare to put only 10 percents of your body weight on her, fucking sit on it like a chair and let her spend her big mouth on a good job between your legs~

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi - into Dacryphilia, absolutely loves when you get all pretty and dolled up especially in tiny dress, Pretzel Dip or missionary as you cry from overstimulation, looking so ruined and perfect just for him <3

Retsu (Yachiru) Unohana - man, if you haven’t died when she showed a 8 inch strap up your vagina and fucked you like she hate your guts you are good 👍 anyway, she fucking loves when you ride her or when she puts you in a mating press, absolutely filthy as she splits in your mouth you just because. ( she had a secret breeding kink but shush 🤫 don’t say you heard it from me, also i got some trans!Unohana thoughs, anyone interested in hearing it? comment down please!)

Shinji Hirako - he’s such a meanie in bed too ☹️, i mean he would literally yank you back by your ankle and continue giving you head with his pierced tongue, gosh the overstimulation is crazyyyy with him. Absolutely loves snuggling after it and his hand sliding on your side gently as it went to tease your kitty cat AGAIN-

Byakuya Kuchiki - he must be in love w you if he brings you to his bed so missionary or any position where he can see your face and kiss it is a must, he makes love with you and genuinely only fuckes you if he is jealous or mad, probably have a savior kinks/hints of it sometimes + soft kisses down your back as he praises you after 🥹

Sajin Komamura - (human version) when you two have sex he can’t help but to have a need to make you his because of wolf genetics in him so pretzel dip or prone bone are his favorite positions to make your tiny mind mindless as he might just cums inside if you especially in spring 🤭

Shunsui Kyōraku - loves cowgirl/any version of it so he doesn’t have to do too much at least at the start, see you bouncing on top of his cook as it’s tip bullies your cervix is a fever dream, pressing against your lower back or tummy just for your pussy get a death grip on his dick, isn’t fully interested in pulling out so pregnancy is inevitable sooner or later my dear 🫡

Kensei Muguruma - he is a simple man so he goes doggy or full nelson, fucks to fucks and myb slightly into bondage?? absolutely makes you squirt by fingering you, hate sex??? he absolutely demolish your poor pussy if you flirt w Shinji or Rose, he will kiss your forehead after it tho <3

Tōshirō Hitsugaya - (grown up version) doesn’t have that high of a sex drive but he adores you so he indulge into your horny cravings of him, loves spooning or Scissoring (just mlw) so he can kiss your shoulders or forehead as he for sure makes you cum couple of times at end of the night, secretly loves cookwarming but shushhh 🫢

Kenpachi Zaraki - actually fuckes you in every position possible and everywhere you can imagine, loves stand and deliver (The Bicycle position) as he is chocking you while pounding into your tight kitty, your bodies only stability is his arm that you are gripping for dear life and yes, he isn’t pulling out since he say so <3

Mayuri Kurotsuchi - doesn’t have that high of sex drive but he would absolutely make you deepthroath his length if you are bratty enough, probably some doctor/patient roleplay, people of Seireitei are scared to see his genuine smile if they see a little girl with both of your features??

Jūshirō Ukitake - my sweet man can only had cow girl/variations + missionary sex position with you so he doesn’t finish too soon, absolutely PERFECT with his fingers and has a praise kink so absolutely praise the living shit out of him as you make love underneath the moonlight all night long so he can be happy <333

[lovelyori]

𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝑼𝒑 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕

Pairing: Shunsui Kyoraku x fem! reader

Summary: During some of the rough events of TYBW, you find comfort and open up to your s/o, Shunsui Kyoraku.

A/n: Hiii! I hope y'all enjoy this fluffy little pieceee. I love writing some tooth rotting fluff for Shunsui, he's such a big teddy bear.

Content: Fluff, some crying, Shunsui being Shunsui. Bunny being used as a petname.

The captain's quarters is large, your footsteps are echoing as you pace back and forth. Shunsui is leaning back in his chair, hat tilting and creating a shadow over his face.

"Bunny," he calls out, causing you to stop pacing. You turn and face him, palms sweaty.

"Yes?" you reply back. He chuckles lightly and takes off his straw hat, setting it down on the desk. He pats his lap and you tilt your head.

"Come here," his voice echoes. You slowly walk over and gather yourself in his lap, curling up. Shunsui wraps an arm around your waist, holding you tight and close.

"What's wrong, my dear? You've been pacing all day," he expresses a hint of concern in his voice.

"I just wish that this whole thing was over," you comment, slumping your shoulders over.

"Why do you say that?" Shunsui asks, studying your face and trying to read you.

"I'm scared," you sigh out, admitting something that makes you feel so weak. Shunsui's eyes fills with interest and he squeezes your waist gently.

"Why?" he asks with a hoarse voice. You bite down on your bottom lip, trying to suppress your tears. Shunsui's expression softens and his mouth slightly gapes open.

A tear slides down from your cheek and he raises his other hand, cupping your cheek. With his thumb, he slides it across your cheek, wiping away your tear.

Your chest burns as you start to fall apart in his arms. You can't handle it anymore, so you bury your head into his chest.

"Because...what if we don't win? What if everything we worked so hard for is just gone?" you sob gently into his chest. He shushes you with a gentle voice, rubbing your back.

Oh, how Shunsui wish he could take all your fears away. He holds you tightly, hoping that you can feel his love. You lift your head up, looking at Shunsui through teary eyes.

"Shhh, tell me how you feel, my little bunny," Shunsui whispers out, reaching and tucking your hair behind your ear with his rough fingertips.

Even though, they may be rough and calloused, they are the most comfort you've ever felt in your life. The comfort you've been longing for your entire life, only a comfort that Shunsui can offer you.

"I don't want to lose my friends or...you," you sniffle out, your voice trembling. Shunsui wears a slight frown as you nuzzle your cheek into his palm even more.

"Oh, bunny, you won't lose me. I promise," he reassures you, grabbing onto your hand and placing it onto your chest. His heart beats steadily against your palm and you nod your head.

Shunsui lowers his head and presses a soft kiss on your cheek. His beard rubs against your face and your scrunches up, a tiny giggle escaping your lips.

"Do you really mean it?" you ask, hands resting on his chest. Shunsui gazes into your eyes then gazes over the rest of your puffy face, a smile forming along his face.

"There is nothing anyone could do to ever make me not find my way back to you, bunny. Do you understand?" his words are tender and romantic. You lift your hand up, placing it on his jaw.

Your fingers run over his rough beard and then down to his exposed chest, feeling the thick hair. You crack a tiny smile and nod your head.

"Yes, I understand." Shunsui's eyes crinkle at the side and he bows his head down to yours, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. Your lips stay intertwined for a few moments before the two of you pull away, sharing a gentle smile.

You resume laying your head back on his chest, closing your eyes and relaxing in his embrace. It's warm and comforting.

All wrapped up in Shunsui's arms, you are the most precious thing to him ever. He listens to your steady breathing slowly becoming a bit heavier as you start to drift off.

"Nothing, bunny. Nothing will ever stop me from getting back home to you. I promise to stay alive for you."

[lovelyori]

Mornings Like This

Shunsui Kyoraku x Fem! Reader

***This fic is rated R, if you are not 18 or older, please select a different novel, thank you***

Warnings: Penetrative sex (p in v), cockwarming(?), creampie, soft morning sex with Shunsui been eating my brain alive o.O

Word Count: 1.1k

Author's Note: Ok yeah this man...this MAN holy shit I just think he's hot okay? Lazy morning sex just FITS HIM too well, he's so attractive, I love him. I would let him do unspeakable things to me. Also if this man called me sweetheart I think I'd die on the spot

ANYWHO Enjoy <3

The rising sun is what wakes you, the warmth of its rays penetrating the exposed skin on your back. It’s a lovely morning, the breeze that flows through the barracks is cool and gentle and crisp. Every morning is a good morning though, when you wake up in Shunsui’s arms. He’s still snoring away, the rise and fall of his chest lifting your head with every breath. He’s so handsome like this. He’s handsome always, but especially on mornings like these, where he’s naked beneath you and his hair is loose over his pillows. You can’t help it when you allow your fingers to trace shapes into his chest, and move your hand up behind his neck to lean up and leave a sweet kiss on his lips. That wakes him up and he immediately leans into the kiss, his hands gripping your hips and feeling your skin give beneath his fingers. It’s meant to be a chaste kiss, a sweet and innocent press of your lips to his. But it isn’t long before you can feel something poking at your thigh.

“Shunsui, you’re hard love.” His chuckle is deep and full, makes your body warm from the inside out. 

“Yeah, I guess I am. You gonna do anything about it?” That voice could make you melt any day, and today is no exception. You don’t bother with the banter, you’re more than ready for him, even though you can feel the soreness settling in from your escapades last night. This man was going to drain you of all your energy and then some. It’s lazy, the way you move to straddle your legs over him, and only just barely lift yourself up enough to slip him right inside you. The both of you groan, surely still sensitive even after so many hours of rest. His hands clamp down harder on your hips when you fully seat yourself on his cock and grind your hips down onto it. 

“You’re going to be the death of me, woman.” You hum, wait for his grip to loosen and lie back down on top of him. His arms come around you and he flips the two of you on your side, curling his entire body around yours and wrapping your legs around his waist. He can’t be comfortable, with your leg beneath his side as he lays on it, but he seems unbothered when his arms tighten around you and he thrusts his hips up slowly. You can feel him deep inside you, rocking sweetly back and forth, hitting every little soft spot that makes you tremble in his hold. 

“Oh my pretty girl, already shaking? Hmm I must be doing something right.” You nod into his shoulder, arms tight around his neck. He turns his head to kiss your temple, pairing it with an especially hard thrust up into you. It’s enough to make you gasp and your cunt clenches down tight. 

“Ya gotta loosen up, sweetheart. I can’t move with you gripping so hard.” He lays another sweet kiss on your temple, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and massaging your hips to get you to relax. He’s always been good with his words of praise, lacing everything in a deep, honeyed tone.

“So good for me, my beautiful wife. Such a pretty little thing, aren’t you? So pretty I could stare at you forever.” When you finally do relax he’s pulling you down onto his cock while he throws his hips up, hitting deeper and harder. Your head is spinning, the pleasure pulsing through your body along with the beat of your heart. Your orgasm sneaks up on you, and you’re shaking like a leaf in the wind while Shunsui holds you tight and keeps fucking into you, pushing you into a field of pleasure you’re only familiar with when he’s desperate to cum deep inside you. His teeth grab the tip of your ear, then graze at your neck, and finally he bites at your lip as you both pant in the morning sun. A thin sheen of sweat has formed over the both of you, hot bodies interlocked and moving in tandem for pleasure. You kiss him then, deep and slow and tongues dancing together, and with one final thrust he’s cumming deep inside you, warmth filling the pit of your belly. 

“Thank you for that, sweetheart.” He untangles your limbs and rolls onto his back once more, lying you in the same position you’d woken up in, only this time he’s left his softening cock to plug up your poor pussy. It’s a mistake when you lean up to kiss him once again, an ‘of course, my love’ easily slipping through your lips. Just from the kiss, you can feel his dick jump to life, making him groan deep in his throat.

“Didn’t expect you to be ready so soon, Shunsui. And from a kiss no less.” He laughs at that.

“Obviously it’s because a beautiful girl like you just kissed me. I can’t believe such a gorgeous woman is my wife.” You have to giggle at that, the little flatterer he is.

“Shunsui, we’ve been married for 152 years. You can’t keep not believing I’m your wife.” He leans down and kisses you, rocking his hips up to make you gasp, taking the opportunity to invade your mouth with his tongue. You’re gasping when he pulls away, a devious grin on that handsome face of his.

“Maybe not, but I can surely appreciate every minute of it.” He stills his hips, relaxing all the way and holding you close. 

“152 years and I’m still madly in love with you. You do things to me, woman. Wonderful, devilish things.” You press a kiss into his chest, allowing your body to go limp in his grasp. 

“It’s a good thing I’m still in love with you too, then. We might have a problem otherwise.” He smiles down at you, and you return it, his hand brushing back the hair that had fallen in your face.

“It’s a good thing we don’t have a problem.” You nod, then lie your head down on his chest and listen to his heart beating. You feel all of him, his cock filling you, his strong arms wrapped tight around you, his fingers where they trace lines on your back, his breath on the crown of your head. You feel his chest rise and fall with every breath. You feel the love he pours into every action he takes with you, even an action so small as saying your name.

Nothing beats mornings like these.