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⠀⠀𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶━𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦?

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯!𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘰 𝘹 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳!𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

⠀⠀𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝘩𝘪𝘪𝘪, 𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘊𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘙 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭? 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘰𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴? 𝘭𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭. 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙤3. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. ♡ 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩.

⠀⠀𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 (𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺. 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 1𝙠

the captain of the fifth division loves eating pussy—especially yours. every night he would call you into his room, acting as if he cared about the daily reports from hours ago, and eat that pretty pussy of yours while you read to him. shinji’s face would be at your sex, feeling the vibrations of his moans on your clit as he savored all your juices. his slender fingers would swirl in and out of your stubborn cunt to pull those sweet whimpers from your mouth. he admired how beautiful you looked, the moonlight descending upon the umber of your complexion while your back arched in complete bliss. you would squirm from his touch, but shinji knew to hook his arms around your pelvis to keep you in place.

such a tease shinji was. pulling back the hood of your clit to give it kitten licks, taking advantage of how sensitive you are. at this point, you stopped reading the reports because you couldn’t stay focused. how could you when he had you like this? however, you needed more, and you don’t care how desperate you sound. you’ll beg for anything when it comes to shinji. “please, shin. i need more.” of course, it wouldn’t be shinji if he didn’t chuckle at your neediness, but really he just loved how perfect you sound, pleading for his pleasures. he would respond by saying, “please what, doll? i’m not sure what you’re asking for?” the captain of the fifth division was fucking hell, but you loved it.

it’s not like shinji wanted to tease you, well, he actually did, but he just wanted to take his time with you. he couldn’t get over how pretty and succulent your pussy was. how fat it is, needing to spread your folds to run his tongue along your cunt. how your insides would pulsate every time he circled around your throbbing pearl. that intoxicating scent that he would deeply whiff while eating you out. his favorite side of your labia that was longer than the other, sucking it into his mouth in hopes extra flavors were being hidden. shinji was beyond pussywhipped, and the funny thing is—you haven’t had sex yet. he knew if he was like this from just eating your pussy, he’d only imagine how obsessed he’d become with being inside you. 

one day, he will.

after hearing you beg a few more times, he figured it was time to give you what you wanted. slipping his middle and ring finger inside, knuckles deep in your pussy while flattening his tongue on your tender flesh. that extra friction from his piercing drove you insane, causing your body to shiver and clench around his fingers. “you like how that feels, my sweet girl? this is what you wanted, right?” words tangled in your throat with an attempt to respond, but you were too consumed in pleasure. “look at me, pretty girl. look at me, and tell me how much you love when i eat your pussy,” he would rasp, but all he was met with was a soft moan. shinji would never admit he loves when his ego is stroked by you. he received pleasure by giving you pleasure and wanted to ensure he was doing a great job.

he’d repeat himself, knowing you’re too mindfucked to even speak. “tell me, y/n,” and to get a quicker response from you, he’d remove his face from your pussy to nip at your inner thigh, pinching your clit while he finger fucked you into oblivion. tears began pricking the corner of your chestnut brown eyes from the intense pleasure. you cried, “oh god, f-fuck! shinji, please. yes, yes, this feels so good. i-i love how you eat my pussy,” struggling to hold eye contact with him, but he knew you did the best that you could. shinji smirked, “that’s my girl,” he cooed. all he needed was a little motivation to deliver your climax.

his tongue took long and slow strokes, affectionately salivating your arousals, taking an erratic motion while curling deeply into your cushion. you found comfort in taking a fist full of shinji’s blonde locks, lolling your head back, drool lazily dripping from the corner of your lips. your heart began racing, droplets of sweat coating your forehead, feeling like you were on cloud nine. the room was filled with your cries of pleasure and him obnoxiously eating your pussy. a coiling tension formed in your lower abdomen, indicating your near release. he didn’t let up. every thrust he made with his fingers was filled with hunger, eager to rip your orgasm out of you.

“cum for me, y/n. i want that sweet taste on my tongue,” and just from hearing how soft and lust-filled his voice was—you climaxed, but he didn’t stop. shinji was happy that you came for him. however, he wanted more from you and knew just how to get it. “shin, please. w-wait, w-what are you doing?” you would cried. you felt him suck harshly on your clit, inserting another finger in your tight pussy to rip more out of you. your legs began to tremble, feeling something else approaching you, causing you to close your thighs around his head to stop whatever was coming. “y/n—do not test me. open your legs—now.”

something about the dominance in his voice turned you on. for the most part, he’d be soft with you. but when he wanted something, he wouldn’t ask twice. although you felt embarrassed, his name slipped perfectly through your lips, as loud as you felt a splashing sensation exiting your body. this is what shinji wanted. that tender pussy squirting all in his mouth, drowning in pure delight. “good girl. you taste so damn amazing, y/n.” he continued fucking you with his tongue, using his thumb to apply pressure to your throbbing bud. you were beyond sensitive at this point. “shinji!” you howled, instinctively kicking his head with the heel of your foot.

“i should know my limits, eh?”

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. ♡

𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘴 — @dejwrites @sinssoul @comatosebunny09 @aiyaaayei @renjaquez @pharaohanubis0 @ryulatte @captaindsinana @getosubaruu @tojissword @theehcneypotcneypot @nova-siimsva-siims @gardenof-venusvenus@unsatisfiedanddisappointeddanddisappointed @caribbeanwifey19bbeanwifey19

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nanami would be like those youtubers that post videos of them making lunches for their husbands/wives weekly bc he doesn't want to grind he just wants to make cute lunches for you in a frilly apron whilst admiring the ocean form his seaside home. do you see the vision. do you see the vision.

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This is so cute❤️

Winter Hime✨

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ɪɴꜰᴏ / ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

Kiki | She/her | Aries |

Interests

Reading

Watching anime and Netflix

Listening to music (I would love recommendations)

Drawing (Digitally & Traditionally)

Writing

Sewing

Roller skating

Ace Attorney

Fandoms

Demon Slayer | Bleach | Jujutsu Kaisen | Arcane | Attack on Titan | My Hero Academia | Genshin Impact | Tokyo Revengers |

Info

I might take requests but not all of them of.

No 18+ / NSFW requests.

This blog is for shits and giggles for when I'm not writing fanfics.

My Ao3 account is Shameless101 (don't ask about the name)

I will mostly write fluff, angst and comedy fics.

I'm still trying to improve my writing so feedback is welcome <3

I might also put OC art or Fanart!

As well as info on my OCs

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ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢꜱ- ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ

You wake up after a long night and your husband is busy making breakfast for the both of you. 

The sound of soft sizzling is what makes you wake up, as well as the smell of food. It was only then when you realised the absence of your husband in your bed that you sit up. The sunrise flooding into your room draping layers of gold onto the white sheets of your bed. You get up from the bed slipping on your fluffy slippers that Nanami had gotten you when you were out shopping a few days prior.

These are the types of mornings you want to wake up to, the soft sound of jazz music coming from the kitchen is what makes you smile. You make your way to the kitchen to see Nanami walking around the kitchen frying bacon and sausages while cracking eggs. You almost laugh at the sight of him trying to do three things at once, but to be fair he looked like he was focusing on all three. Something that you couldn���t do even if you tried. 

The familiar sound of your slippers hitting against the wooden floor is what makes him look up, he watches you stare at him with a weird expression on your face. The way the sunlight hit your face from outside made him smile, you looked gorgeous. He didn't know how long he had been watching you when the sizzling of the bacon became concerningly loud.

“Good morning.” He says as he flips the half burnt bacon in the pan, his voice makes you smile before. You knew that when it came to you he could only focus on one thing. Not that you did it intentionally. 

“Good morning dear.” You say as you walk around to the other side of the counter to look at what he has already cooked. 

You watch as he pours the egg into the already heated pan, the smell hitting your nose. You lift yourself onto an empty marble counter to sit on and watch as Nanami works across the kitchen. You always know he has loved cooking especially for you, as the food enthusiast he is he is always taking you to restaurants which always have the best food.

“How was your night?” He asks as he looks at you as he turns the egg in the pan, you can’t lie he looked amazing cooking for you. You might actually have a thing for it, but you wouldn’t tell him because if you did you’d never have the chance to cook again.

“Fine, I’m just tired, but the breakfast makes up for it.” You smile as you watch him plate the food, before walking over to you and giving you a light kiss and placing the plate of food on the counter next to you.

“You can go back to sleep, you know? After you eat.” He says as he holds his plate and starts eating, you had contemplated going back to sleep but you didn’t want to feel lazy. 

“I know, I know but I’m already awake.” You state before picking up the plate of food and taking a bite. It wasn’t long before you finished and the food was amazing, you had remarked on the fact that he should become a chef if anything doesn’t work out. 

You make your way to the sink before running the tap and placing the dirty dishes in the now soapy water, you grab the sponge and start washing the dishes. You get interrupted when Nanami wraps his arms around your waist from behind and pulls you to his chest before leaning his head on your shoulder. 

“I love you Y/n.” He whispers into your shoulder as you smile before placing a kiss on the crown of his head, before reply with the same affectionate words.

“Are you still tired?” He asks as he traces light circles on your hip, you could say no to him, not like this, you place the dishes down before turning around to face him and kissing him.

“Barely.” You smile as you look up at him the soft jazz music still playing in the background.

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You never really minded that Grimmjow was staying in your house until he is bleeding on your floor.

You had two bags in your hand filled with a variety of different ingredients and self indulgent sweets that you tried to stop yourself from buying and clearly failed. You fumble for the keys to your apartment in your pockets before unlocking the door and stepping in, you haven’t seen Grimmjow for at least a week now. You had suspected he was off doing some fighting or shit which he would later brag to you about. Chucking the keys at the table next to your door you put down the bags in your hands, your arms feeling instant relief. You were about to take off your shoes until you hear the sound of heavy breathing and you pause. 

“Grimmjow?” You call out, normally he would have the TV on some weird challenge shows which you weren’t interested in or figuring out how to play gta which you admittedly regret buying.

You make your way over to the livingroom and your eyes widen at seeing Grimmjow bloody and breathing heavily on your floor.

“What the- are you ok?!” You say quickly as you rush over to him, kneeling down next to his chest assessing his wound, it was deep. “Fuck- fuck!?” What do espada’s use to heal themselves? You don’t know anything about the Soul Society or Hueco Mundo that he keeps on going on about. You didn’t realise you were zoning out until Grimmjow grabs you and buys the arm. 

“Just stop the bleeding.” He hisses at you making you feel somewhat dumb, you get to your feet before rushing over to your bathroom grab a towel to put pressure on the wound. You had only seen this shit on TV and never actually imagined you doing it. It’s not like you were going to call an ambulance for a guy who is already dead and is going to die again (not on your watch).

You run back over to him to see him no longer lying on the floor but sitting up, you pray he doesn’t stain the couch but now is not the time for that. 

“What happened to you?!” You ask as you use the towel to apply pressure on the deepest cut which draws a low groan from him. 

“Fucking prick Nnoitra.” He mutters between groans, you knew he wasn’t going to admit being defeated by someone, that just the type of person he is. You could already suss out what was going on, the once white towel turns a black colour. You hadn’t known that arrancar blood was black, it’s not everyday Grimmjow bleeds out on your floor.

“You're fine, you’ll be fine.” You whisper words that he probably doesn’t need but it does make him look calmer, if that's even possible this guy had a permanent scowl on his face.

“Tough fight huh.” You say as you press harder onto the wound, it wasn’t bleeding as much now but it would still hurt like shit.

“I didn’t lose. I was caught off guard.” He says as he looks away from you. The sound of your laugh is what makes Grimmjow finally look at you, your laugh will be the death of him. Unless you don’t kill him by how hard you're pressing down on his wound. 

“What are you laughing about woman?” He sneered at you, making you laugh even more. You stop laughing as he grabs your arm making you look up at him, as you smile hesitantly.

“Nothing.” You say as you look into his blue eyes as he searched in yours for a reason why you find him ‘losing’ so amusing. 

“Bullshit.” He says as your eyes show a single sign of sadness. His grip on his hand tightens as he stares at you. 

You sigh before crossing your legs on your wooden floor. 

“You have been the most interesting thing in my life and- It’s just so absurd that you are here bleeding on my floor as if it's normal to everyone else.” You finally get out with it, you know that Grimmjow isn’t really the person you would talk to about it but, it's that or your friends thinking you're schizophrenic. But it’s his response which makes you surprised. 

“Who else am I going to go to?” He says softly in a way that it doesn’t even sound like him, you blink before smiling you never knew that Grimmjow trusted you this much.

You smile as you look up at him. 

“I knew you trusted me.” 

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ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ɢɪꜰᴛ - ᴊᴜꜱʜɪʀᴏ ᴜᴋɪᴛᴀᴋᴇ

One thing about your husband is that he doesn’t disappoint during birthdays and gives you affection. 

You smile in front of the mirror as you put on your gold hoop earrings Jushiro had bought you earlier in the year, they match perfectly with the gold accents on your black dress which fit your body perfectly. It was your birthday and your husband promised you something special, since he had told you that your mind had been racing at the endless ideas he could be thinking about. You quickly check your hair in the mirror before getting up from the cushioned chair, you can’t lie your looked great in the dress. As you admire yourself in the mirror you see Jushiro walking up behind you with a smile on his face which widens as he sees you in your dress, he’s holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers.

“You look beautiful, my love.” He says sweetly as you turn around to smile at him, your eyes looking at each flower in the bouquet. Jushiro watched as your eyes brightened as you looked at the bouquet, he had been focusing on every flower your gaze lingered on every time you went on walks together.

“These are- I-i love it.” You say as you look up to see him admiring you, your heart warms as you take the bouquet of flowers. 

“I knew you would like them.” Jushiro replies as he digs his hand in his pocket and pulls out a long hair pin with white lotus flower with gold chains hanging off. Your eyes widen at the hair pin, it matches your outfit perfectly as well as the bouquet in your hand, as the over affectionate person you are you give your husband a tight hug. Holding the flowers off to the side so they don’t get squished, he returns the hug, his hands circling your back in an intricate pattern. He pulls back before his hand reaches up to slide the pin in your hair which was already put off before giving you a soft kiss. 

“Happy Birthday Y/n.” He whispers on your lips before you pull him closer for another kiss.