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"splashback" - day 3 drabble prompt for @bleachsmutfest

urahara kisuke x reader, 205 words, horny but not explicit summer vibes

The back of his neck smelled like a pool, chlorine-coarse hair at his nape still reeking of the apartment complex oasis. Pool-hopping to beat the heat of townie summer, Kisuke had helped boost you over the fence when the gate turned out to be locked. At the top, you looked back down to see him leering at the angle, holding his bucket hat in place on his head as he looked up your sundress. He tossed his dusty sandals and his towel over to you before he stuck his toes in the links and started climbing.

It was a worthwhile venture, sweating the Tuesday away under the sun and chasing the corner of shade in the beat-up blue chaises. The water felt great, and so did Kisuke, pressing you up against the side of the deep end, dick in his trunks already half hard against your thigh.

Fingers barely pruned before you skipped out, sun still high in the sky as you rode back to Kisuke’s place so he could fuck you on the corner of the bed in front of the oscillating fan. The cold shower was brief, and the fan blades stirring thick air was just enough to put you both to sleep.

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ohh i forgot to post this

i need more hirako with ponytail!!

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mother of pearl & abalone tile

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water lily pond ✨

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Wooper :)

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Morning Routine 🪞 框(キョウ)

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Bath time 🧼

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Drabble Challenge

SMUT 🔞 MDNI

Prompt: "What? Right now?" from @bleachsmutfest's Drabble Prompts

Grunts, slurps, moans and groans.

Grimmjow’s face is buried deep between hot, sticky thighs, tongue dragging slow.

He pulls back with a wet smack, then quickly presses his hips into theirs, revelling in the sound of his name.

“Griiimm…”

“Grimmjow.”

Ulquiorra’s deadpan voice cuts in, jarring him from his mission, “Lord Aizen wants to see you.”

Grimmjow freezes. “What?! Now?!”

If he didn’t look feral before, he sure as hell does now. Teeth bared, murderous eyes and a vein popping in his forehead…

“Yes.” Ulquiorra deadpans. And continues to stand there, frustrating Grimmjow more and more with every silent second.

Day 3 of @bleachsmutfest

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One Silver Ring

Gin x Rangiku

SMUT FEST PROMPT: 100 WORD DRABBLE

It sparkled in the sunlight of a morning meeting.

Across the room, he noticed the silver ring and chain that dripped down her curves with a bead of sweat. His smile did not faulter. His facade did not slip, but his hand did twitch. If he reached out to touch her now in front of everyone, in front of him, would it all fall apart?

He rested a palm on Shinso's pommel instead, running a thumb over the silk wrapping as he did her lips under the moonlight.

It was their shared secret, his promise to her.

One silver ring.

Notes: Interesting little tidbit, if you take apart the name, Gin Ichimaru, you get- Ichi (One) Gin (Silver) Maru (Circle)

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Akon x reader

Smut. Nsfw.

Smutfest day 3: Drabble challenge. 100 words.

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A puff of smoke blows in your face everytime you make a mistake.

Or

when he had to make a command that you must withstand.

“Cum for me”, he whispered into your ear while making his rounds around the lab.

As you inhale the fumes of his lit cigarette, your legs tremble and you grasp for the desk.

On command your mind goes numb and you cum. Soaked walls caving in, the abandonment had him inwardly grin.

Oh this was a weapon worse than a Bankai.

Not all body modifications were visible.

Not all weapons were made to kill.

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Smutfest 2025 Day 3 entry: Aizen x reader

Aizen had seen one too many Arrancar undress you with their eyes. The insolent needed a rudimentary visual of who you belonged to. Too many moths to the flame.

Quite frankly, he grew tired of dirtying his own hands with their filth.

As if to read his mind, the door rumbled open a crack. The unknown offender on the other side of the door met a chantless Shakkaho.

When he was sure the intruder had either run off or been incinerated, he helped himself to a handful of your ass and pulled you flush to him with a hard snap.

“It’s a shame the watery swill one calls wit cannot afford them the affinity to know who you belong to, wouldn’t you agree, my love?”

But you didn’t have to answer with words; those words wrote themselves into your beloved’s awaiting lips as you kissed him with a scorching fervency that could burn down every pristine corridor of Hueco Mundo.

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A/N: Second thing for @bleachsmutfest! This time it's the drabble challenge, but I got carried away... Do make it five times a drabble, lol. I also used prompt "So *that's* what you're into!"! CW: Fem!Quincy!Reader, fighting, dirty talk WC: Exactly 500, the quintuple drabble 😂

Little training room was filled with huffs and groans, the scent of sweat lingered in the closed area. Normally you wouldn’t indulge any fellow Quincy or Sternritter in sparring, but with Bazz-B, it was different. For the past few months he was getting under your skin in every possible way. So taking a chance to rub it in his face tempted you enough to take it… Although you had to quickly reevaluate this idea. The man’s agility and strength were too great after all, he evaded and countered your attacks with ease, the cocky smirk only grew wider with each minute.

He played with you like a cat plays with a mouse, and he enjoyed it more than you could see. And he has been waiting for the right moment.

You aimed for another kick, but his arm blocked it. The punch you aimed at his face was stopped by his palm. A second to take a breath and pull back, was a first mistake.

His broad body appeared behind you out of nowhere. One arm blocked your elbows behind your back, while the other sneaked around your neck, pulling you tight, taking your breath away, choking you.

That’s where you made a second mistake, causing dominos to fall at lightspeed. You opened your mouth to protest, but instead of words a loud moan escaped your chest while your hips pushed back, straight to the bigger figure.

For a moment there was just silence, interrupted after a moment with Bazz-B’s surprised voice near your ear.

"So that’s what you're into?!"

“What-?”

You were breathless, confused, but the delicious heat pooling between your thighs was hard to ignore, and the bulge growing behind your ass was only fueling the fire.

“I’ve been trying to rile you up for months, and this is what turns you on? Should’ve asked you to spar sooner.” He switched his hands - one palm squeezed your throat, the other reached down between your thighs, pressing his fingers against your clothed pussy. He bit your neck, earning another moan. “Wonder what else you like? Maybe a little degradation, huh? Call you a needy slut while I fuck you like there is no tomorrow? Or maybe I should call you a good girl while you whimper with my cock inside you? Spanking? Oh, I bet you love getting your ass red as-”

“Tch. Shut up-” At your defiance, he squeezed your throat tighter, blocking the air for a moment. You tried to writhing yourself away, but your body reacted against your will - arching into his touch, to rub your crotch against his hand, your ass against his pelvis, looking for more delicious friction.

“Oh shit, you really like that! Lucky me, you’re such a dirty girl.” He chuckled, suddenly picking you up, bridal style. “Up we go.”

“Hey! Where are we going?”

“My chamber. I wonder how messy you can get.”

His laugh echoed in the empty hallway, as he carried you… But you were not going to protest.

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BRAIDS

⋆ Day 3 of @bleachsmutfest

⋆ Byakuya Kuchiki x Female!Reader. 100 Words. Drabble. Established Relationship, Fluff, Probably OOC. AO3. Masterlist.

⋆ A/N: 100 words or less is so cruel. 🤣

If turning down going out with her friends meant another night of this? Y/N would always choose this.

Positioned in between his thighs, she sat happily as Byakuya's fingers ran gently through her hair, maneuvering the long strands with practiced ease. One by one, he crossed the sections of hair until he reached the bottom where he finished with a tie and small, reverent kiss to the tips of her hair. He repeated the motion with the other side. Once more the braid ending with a kiss to the ends followed by another to her exposed shoulder.

Best decision.

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cloud & tifa (5/?)