#Bleach Kisuke

[brittscafe]

𝐒𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞?

Pairing: Kisuke Urahara x gn! reader.

Summary: When a certain shopkeeper catches you cuddling with a stuffed animal.

Content: Fluff, nothing suggestive, just Kisuke Urahara making fun of you.

Your stuffed animal is in your arm as you're occupied watching a show on your computer. The door to your room clicks open and you perk up your head.

A certain, familiar shopkeeper walks inside and your eyes widen, heart dropping.

"Urahara! What are you doing here?!" you raise your voice, panic flooding your body. He chuckles with a raspy voice and glances down at the stuffed animal that you're gripping onto for dear life.

"Nice stuffed animal," he comments with a calm voice. Kisuke's blonde, shaggy hair hangs down in front of his hair as he grins over at you. You quickly clear your throat and lower your head with shame.

"Shut up," you mumble out, tearing your gaze away from him as your face starts to get hot. Kisuke throws his head back and lets out a loud chuckle, slowly walking over to you.

Each step that he takes and gets closer makes your stomach twist into knots.

"Awww, are you embarrassed, y/n? Come on, I'm just an old, attrattive shopkeeper. I won't judge," Kisuke's words are soothing as he places his finger underneath your jaw, lifting your face up to his.

You stare into his glistening eyes for a moment, his mouth spliting into a grin "Really?" you question him in disbelief and Kisuke nods his head.

"It's cute. Now scoot over," Kisuke reassures you, pressing a soft, swift kiss on your cheek. You blink, trying to take in everything that has just happened and you glance down at your stuffed animal, then back up at Kisuke who's eagerly waiting for you to scoot over.

You scoot over on your bed and Kisuke climbs in the bed with you, grabbing the stuffed animal out of your eyes. You shoot him a firm glare and he pulls you into his arms.

"You really wanna cuddle with that instead of me?" Kisuke asks and your mouth gapes open. His words just know how to leave you stunned and with your cheeks burning.

You bury your head into his chest and groan. Kisuke's lips twist into a smirk and he tightens his grip on you, side-eyeing the stuffed animal that's been put aside.

Ko-Fi

@uraharasfavoriteexperiment

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

Bleach Headcanons: Skincare

Who’s the skincare expert and who uses just soap and water?

Jushiro Ukitake:

He doesn’t believe in flashy skincare, thinking it needs to be convenient, gentle and affordable. Think of brands like Cerave, Cetaphil, and La Roche Posay. He’ll probably have a trusted cleanser he’s been using for years (centuries?), a reliable serum, maybe retinoid based (gotta use something anti-aging at this stage) and a good, hydrating moisturizer (illness makes his skin dry and he hates looking that way). 

Byakuya Kuchiki:

Can and will only buy the best of the best. A skincare snob. Even if there’s an amazing drugstore brand, he refuses to use it. SK II, Tatcha, and La Mer are all you’ll find in his bathroom cabinet. Of course he follows the 7 step Korean skincare routine. Cleanse twice, toner, essence, serum, moisturizer eye cream. Adds a sunscreen if he plans on going out. He will not compromise his routine for anything, so be prepared to wait for him as he goes through this process everyday, twice.

Renji Abarai:

He’ll pretend like he doesn’t do any skincare but he has his little stash of items he uses for self-indulgence. He enjoys wearing face masks (thanks to Rukia), which he applies after using a cleanser that’s trending, like from Tula or Drunk Elephant. The man somehow has balanced skin so he’ll use an everyday moisturizer like the Clinique Moisture Surge. 

Kensei Muguruma:

He uses his body wash as face wash, and whatever body moisturizer he has on hand he uses on his face too. What’s the point after all? It’s skin. As long as it’s clean and not cracking, there isn’t a problem. 

Mayuri Kurotsuchi:

He creates his own skincare but it’s kind of questionable. He claims his skin can tolerate quite a lot, so his skincare always has heavy amounts of acids in it; glycolic acid, salicylic acid, ascorbic acid. Top this off with a heavy dosage retinol. Does it work? We may never know from all the makeup he uses on his face. At least he removes all of it before sleeping (?). 

Kisuke Urahara:

He also makes his own concoctions, but in a much less dramatic way than Mayuri. Grows his own ingredients, like oranges for vitamin C, mint for salicylic acid, and carrots for retinol. Think of his products like a  clean, organic skincare line that he wouldn’t sell to anyone unless he’s happy with it himself. He rarely buys commercially available products but the one thing he will spend his money on is sheet masks, they’re convenient and he honestly finds them tedious to make on his own.

Shinji Hirako:

He may not show it, but this man is very self conscious about his appearance. He has a mix of both popular and indie skin care brands. Think Belif, Youth to the People and Drunk Elephant. He probably regularly cleanses and uses a moisturizer, maybe something with vitamin C in it, since he can’t have people seeing the dark circles under his eyes.

Ichigo Kurosaki:

Essence? Toner? Serums? Isn’t a cleanser just soap? Give him some bar soap and a CeraVe moisturizer. He doesn’t have time to figure this shit out. There’s people that need to be saved and stuff. 

Rose Otoribashi:

Yes, he knows the difference between a toner and an essence. He also thinks essences are a gimmick. Give him a balancing cleanser for his oily skin, and a toner with some salicylic acid in it to further help the oil. Add a vitamin C serum and a lightweight moisturizer and he’s ready to rock. 

[chose-de-noir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤᴅᴜ ᴋᴊᴇɴɴᴇʀ ʜᴇʟᴠᴇᴛᴛᴇ ʜᴇʟᴛ ɪɴɴᴛɪʟ ᴍᴀʀɢᴇɴ

[kiwicopia]

🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Breeding 🔞

🎃 Alpha!Kisuke x Omega!Husband!Reader 🎃

TW: a/b/o/ dynamic, talk of children and pregnancy, breeding, heats, mating press position, licking, biting, knotting, reader being praised, soft Kisuke.

tags: @tehyunnie @lust-for-ultraviolence @sweetchildcloud

You had been married to Kisuke for two years now, and as blissful as it was, you could see that there was something that had begun to bother him. You could see it with the way his gaze would linger on families for a little too long every time the two of you ran errands together or went out on dates. The man never said anything, and you knew why, but it was so easy to tell what the little issue was. He longed for pups of his own. The topic of children wasn’t a touchy one to talk about, but you figured that he’d at least want to wait and enjoy married life before kids. 

“Hon, are you feeling well?” You asked, only to frown when your alpha didn’t respond. Instead, his eyes remained fixated on a couple with a set of twins. The little ones were waiting for their father to hand them their ice cream, practically bouncing up and down in excitement before being given their frozen treat. You glanced back at your husband, still frowning. “Kisuke, do you want to have a baby?” 

Your question certainly got his attention, because his eyes quickly tore away from the family and stared at you. “What? No,” he shook his head, “I was just—.” 

“Don’t lie to me,” you said, interrupting him, “because I know that you do. Every time we go out, you’re always looking at children the same way a parent would. You want pups of your own.” When he didn’t respond, you knew you were right. “I think it would be nice to have a kid. We’re at a good place in life, financially, and I think we’re ready.” 

Your words made him perk up, his eyes lighting up in response. “Really?” He grinned, and you knew his wolf was wagging its tail on the inside. However, he frowned and looked down. “You’re not in heat.” 

“I will be in a few days,” you replied. You always kept up with your cycles for his sake. That and he had an annoying knack for forcing your heats sometimes. “We can try then.” 

You had no way of knowing how excited he was about this. How much he longed to try for a pup with you—his sweet husband. Honestly, you thought he would have forgotten about this discussion when a week passed, but the second your heat hit, he was on you like a moth to a flame. His lips peppered the side of your neck as he trailed the kisses down to your collarbone, soon stopping to nip at the skin. It pulled a small whine from your throat, and he hummed in delight. “Do it again,” he said, nipping the same spot to garner that exact sound from you once more. 

“Kisuke,” you whined, face flushed and your body feeling hot and needy for him. You disregarded the entire ‘making a baby’ discussion a week ago as your sole focus seemed to be him and his touch. Your body ached for him. It always did with each cycle. “I want you. I need you.” 

He hummed in response and licked a thick stripe from your collarbone up to your ear, his teeth barely grazing the lobe. Your husband loved how needy you were every time your heats hit. It drove him wild, but not as much as the fact that this was the start of trying for a child. “I know, baby,” he whispered, his hot breath tickling your ear, “tell me again.” 

His teeth sank into the flesh of your neck as he bit into you, drawing out a delicious moan from your lips. “Fuck,” you groaned, his bucking up against his in response, “Kisuke, please.” 

The blond let out a groan of his own when he felt your hips against his. “You want me that badly, huh?” He asked, pulling his head away from your neck to look you in the eyes. You gave an eager nod, causing him to chuckle before he took your lips in a passionate kiss. His body pressed against yours even more, pinning you to the mattress as his tongue explored your mouth. He loved the way you tasted—the sweet scent of honey and citrus you always had. Kisuke could get lost in the taste and smell of you forever if you let him. 

His hands slid down your body, his fingertips gliding along your soft skin with ease before his hands cupped underneath your thighs. You moaned against his lips when feeling his thumbs dig into the flesh of your thighs before gently and slowly easing your legs back, putting you into a mating press. It was the perfect position for this. Kisuke broke the kiss to nip at your neck, causing you to whine out from the sudden pinch of his teeth against your skin. “Fuckin’ perfect,” he breathed out, his tongue lapping at the spot he bit. 

His body moved against yours a little more, causing your legs to be pushed back just a little further. Your husband wasted no time in lining his cock up with your hole, and he barely gave you enough time to get ready before he shoved himself inside. Your head leaned back against the pillow as your lower back felt the need to arch with the way he filled your tight hole. “Wait a minute—.” 

Kisuke didn’t wait. His hips jerked forward, slamming into you as his dick stretched you out for him. No matter how many times he fucked you, you were always so tight for him. He fucking loved it. His face buried itself into your neck as he inhaled your scent. An animalistic groan let his lips as he pushed himself deeper, causing you to moan. “M’gonna fuck a pup into you,” he whispered. Your arms had wrapped themselves around his neck, holding onto him as he pounded into you. “M’gonna breed you, my pretty boy. You take me so well.” 

Your body rocked in sync with his thrusts, his groaning soon all that you were able to hear as he then gyrated his hips, allowing his cock to inch deeper with each circular motion. It felt sublime. Your husband fucked you like an animal, and he wanted nothing more to bury himself as far inside of you as possible. His thrusts kept a continuous motion shortly after he stopped the gyration, and he continued groaning in your ear as his body pressed you even further against the mattress. His weight was crushing, but you didn’t care, because the absolute pleasure from him fucking you was far too great to be concerned over the little bit of pain. 

Your nails dug into his back, clawing vibrant crescent-shaped marks into his skin as he rearranged your insides. “Kisuke,” you whined his name, “faster, fuck, harder.” Normally, you didn’t feel the need to cum this badly, but this time was different. This time he was fucking you with a purpose. Your words got through to him, and his pace quickened as his hips slammed harshly against yours. 

“M’gonna cum,” he groaned, “gonna fill you up.” You felt the slight twitch from him inside of you, indicating his incoming release, and you couldn’t deny that it was starting to bring you over the edge as well. “I can’t wait to see you pregnant with my pup.” 

The thought alone had your body clenching up, which caused your husband to groan in response. He felt it. The way your body tightened, putting pressure on his cock—it was fantastic. You couldn’t take it anymore and whined out. “Gonna cum,” you moaned. 

That notion was enough to make him spill into you, coating your insides with his white, hot seed, but that wasn’t all. With a final groan, his hips pushed further into you, and he let himself knot inside as you milked his cock. His body trembled above yours as his fingers dug into your thighs even more. Kisuke wasn’t about to waste a single drop. He wanted you to be bred and full of him and to carry his pup, and he was going to get it. 

His body soon stilled as you felt his dick stop pulsating inside of you, indicating he was finished, yet he remained inside of you. The blond breathed heavily as he shifted you both around to where he laid on the mattress back first and you rested on top of him. Not once did he ever slip out of you. Honestly, he wasn’t going to. His knot made sure of that. “I love you,” he whispered, his lips kissing your sweat-stained forehead. You whined softly at the contact and nuzzled your face against his chest. You were spent, and all you could do was lie there and cuddle with your husband until his cock slid out of you—which would be a few hours. “I can’t wait to see you pregnant.” 

“Do you think it took on the first try?” You asked, your voice low and tired. 

Your husband hummed thoughtfully before he chuckled. “Nope,” he replied, and you could already see the grin on his lips, “but we have all day to get you bred. You take me so well that I have no doubt you'll be knocked up quickly.” 

All day. All night. It honestly didn’t matter how long it would take. Kisuke was more than happy to keep filling you up until you were nice and full of his seed. 

[antrusimbol]

Urahara Kisuke 🎩🗡

[nolhann]

Did I also made a small comic ?

Yes yes I did.

It’s not funny but still I’m glad I made this !

[bleach-your-panties]

🌃third and final installment to nnn!

🌕banner made by me in pic collage

🌃divider: kaqpsuik via glitter-graphics

🌕warnings: nsfw 18+. mdni. modern au! candy store owner kisuke, established relationship(marriage), kisuke & reader are older adults, reader is female, fluff, angst, marriage/sex troubles, somnophilia/sleepy sex, breeding kink, sweet surprise at the end!

🌃3.1k words (i cannot write short fics lmao)

🌕: dedicated to all the kisuke stans that followed me back in the day. this one's for y'all!

▶️take your time (do it right) - s.o.s band

▶️take you down - chris brown

ooo-oo, baby

(let's do it)

take your time

(let's do it)

come on, baby

ooo-oo, baby

(let's do it)

take your time

(let’s do it)

—-

You hummed to yourself while swinging your hips and sweeping the floor.

The constant sounds of the cash register ringing and jovial customers sending greetings your way made a light smile tug the corners of your lips.

Kisuke, your loving husband of over twenty years now, had owned this candy store for as long as you could remember. 

When you'd first met, you were almost instantly enamored with how well he could relate to all of the children in the neighborhood. 

He was always kind and attentive to them, even managing to remember all of their names, siblings’ names, grades in school, and of course, their favorite candies. 

Kisuke was sort of like the Santa Claus of Karakura Town and this quaint little store was his workshop. 

One could only imagine that the man would be as sweet as the confectionaries that decorated the shelves in his store, and that assumption would be correct.

Sweet, thoughtful, quick-witted, intelligent, and charming were all pretty adjectives to describe your husband.

As well as meticulous, over analytical, overcritical, anal, particular-

Ah, and your favorite:

Workaholic.

“Is there something wrong, Urahara-san?” Your husband's busty, blonde employee asked as she bounced over to where you stood.

Rangiku began working for the Urahara Shoten as a freshman in university; now, fast forward three years and, early next quarter, she'd be graduating with a degree in Fashion Marketing.

“Huh? Oh, it's nothing Rangiku. Now that you mention it though, I am feeling a little lightheaded.” 

You gave her a weak smile and continued your cleaning, but you miscalculated your next step and almost went hurtling face-first into the wooden floor.

“Uh oh. HEY JINTA! URURU!” Rangiku hollered across the shop, alerting some of the customers, but most importantly the two middle-school aged children.

“Take over the sweeping and watch the front counter while I go make Urahara-san some tea.”

The two nodded and Jinta took the broom from you while Ururu replaced your slipper on your foot.

“Thank you dears, I appreciate you both so much.” You kindly nodded to them.

Rangiku began leading you towards the back of the store to the break room. 

“You really shouldn't have to worry so much, Rangiku. I'll be fine, really.”

Despite your protests and reassurances that you were alright, she still helped you settle into a chair before maneuvering over to the kitchenette to put on the kettle for the tea.

Waving her hand dismissively, she only turned around to face you when she wanted to inquire about which tea flavor you'd prefer.

“Ah, well let's see. Ginger sounds nice. I've had an awful bout of nausea along with these headaches and lightheaded sensations.”

She raised a questioning eyebrow at you but you pretended not to notice.

You were sure that you were probably just coming down with something, what with the weather rapidly changing from autumn to winter.

Besides, when was the last time that Kisuke actually took the time to finish inside of you?

He was so busy with the store these days that if he even bothered to make love to you it would be rushed and he'd finish on your tits or ass.

You got lost in your thoughts, going down multiple rabbit holes full of negativity. Wondering if Kisuke even found you attractive anymore.

With a heavy sigh, you laid a hand against your cheek. Rangiku brought over two teacups and a plate of rice crackers.

“Thank you, Rangiku. You really are a lifesaver.”

The warm, ginger tea immediately spread a feeling of healing and nourishment throughout your tired body.

To be honest, you worked just about as hard as Kisuke did in this store, but you usually never let work prevent you from participating in self-care. What was happening to you? 

Rangiku slammed her arm down on the table, making you let out a surprised yip. The teacups rattled from the motion. 

“Now that we're alone, you can finally tell me what's been bothering you, Urahara-san…”

“W-what's bothering me?” You mentally cursed yourself for stuttering! 

There's no way that you can tell Rangiku about the issues you and Kisuke have been having in the bedroom.

You brought the cup back to your lips to hide your expression.

—-

you know you ought to slow down

you’ve been working too hard and that’s a fact

sit back and relax a while

take some time to laugh and smile

—-

Bashfully, you scratched at your neck then fiddled with your wedding band - anything to distract yourself from answering the busty blonde’s question.

“Well…it's kind of embarrassing to say, and I don't want to sound like I'm complaining…Kisuke is a wonderful husband and he works so hard.”

Rangiku's palm slapped on the table this time, once again threatening to spill your teacup.

“Ah ha! So it is about that scruffy old man! I knew it!” She wagged a pink-manicured finger at you. 

—-

Kisuke had just returned to the shop. He made a stop at the bank to make some deposits and to order a new book of business checks.

He hung his coat on the rack by the door and greeted some customers before walking up to Tessai who was currently working the register.

“Where's Rangiku and Y/N?” 

Tessa handed a customer their receipt then pushed his glasses up his nose.

“I believe the lady of the house wasn't feeling well, so Rangiku took her to the back to sit down. She was working very hard today, must have tired herself out.”

Kisuke's blonde eyebrows furrowed but he nodded, giving Tessai a simple ‘thank you’ before walking off towards the back rooms.

The shop also doubled as Kisuke and your living area. 

It was set up like a small apartment, just enough space for the two of you to live in comfort.

It wasn't anything flashy - modestly decorated and very homey - for a couple your age.

He began making his way back towards your small home, but promptly stopped when he heard voices coming from the break area.

“You don't have to be embarrassed, Urahara-san. You can talk to me about anything that's troubling you, always. I won't tell a single soul, I swear!”

Rangiku’s boisterous voice, no doubt.

Then your softer, meeker one.

“It’s just that, sometimes, I feel like Kisuke isn't attracted to me anymore. When we make love - if you can even call it that these days - he doesn't even come inside anymore! Oh Rangiku, what do I do? Am I.. am I not attractive enough anymore?” 

Kisuke could definitely hear a wobble in your voice and it made his heart tighten inside his chest.

You really thought he didn't find you attractive?

“Nonsense! You're just as hot as the first day I met you, and if that old fart can't see that then that's his problem, not yours!” 

He could've fallen to the floor. A giant tick mark etched its way onto the side of his blonde head.

Despite Rangiku’s…bluntness…he could understand how you might feel that way. 

Most days, he was exhausted after work and wanted nothing more than to just cuddle up to you and drift off to sleep in your arms. He’d have to admit that making love to you properly had taken a back seat to his hectic work schedule. 

He still tried his best to please you, which is where the quickies came in. 

Being married came with many day to day challenges, but the last thing that Kisuke ever wanted you to feel was that he wasn't attracted to you; god, he's so damn attracted to you.

If he had more time throughout the day, he’d have you pressed up against every surface in that goddamn apartment.

Even though it’s technically eavesdropping, he’s grateful to hear what you'd been too ashamed and uncomfortable to talk to him about. 

Now he knew exactly what he needed to do to make this right.

—-

lay your heavy load down

so we can stop and kick back

it seems we never take the time to do 

all the things we want to, yeah

—-

Later That Night

Once the store had closed for the evening, Kisuke sent all of his employees home and told them not to return the next day, as they would be closed for ‘cleaning.’

No one questioned him (many welcomed the time off, especially Rangiku who'd likely spend the day shopping until she dropped.)

After your chat with Rangiku, you had decided to turn in earlier than you usually did tonight.

You took the time to actually do your skin care routine; it made you feel just a little bit lighter and way more relaxed.

Donning a simple nightdress, you fixed your hair into your bedtime style, slipped your feet into your slippers, and headed off to bed with a cup of tea, this time lavender and chamomile.

—-

Kisuke decided that he’d put off completing some financial reports until tomorrow - tonight he had plans for you and him…

….That was until he came to bed and saw you already fast asleep.

He thought you looked so endearing this way with your arms cradling his pillow as your body laid halfway between yours and his side of the bed.

His slippered feet padded quietly along the hardwood floors, desperately trying to keep his movements subtle enough so as not to wake you.

Kisuke’s cock began to harden in his sleeping pants as he got closer to you: the swell of your ass sitting taut against your nightgown with your hip hiked up just enough so he could see your panties. 

But the thing that had his dick absolutely throbbing was the simple sparkle of the diamonds in your wedding rings. The moonlight trickling in from the bedroom window covered you in an ethereal glow.

You looked like a goddess.

A true sleeping beauty.

A knee sank into the bed, but you were ever the clueless to your husband joining you.

Two thick, muscular thighs enclosed your hips, gently nudging them over until you were laying flat on your tummy.

A rough hand caressed all the way from the ball of your foot, calf muscle, up to the crease behind your knee.

Kisuke hesitated a bit, stopping his movements when you let out a soft sigh.

“Kisuke…”

Oh shit. Was he caught? 

He began to withdraw his actions until a small hand encircled his wrist.

Hooded gray eyes trailed up your form until they met your sleep-filled expression.

Your lips were upturned in a dopey smile, your e/c eyes clouded over with sleep but also lust as you looked at him from over your shoulder.

“Yes, my darling? What is it you need from me? Don't be shy now…”

Kisuke’s knuckles dragged along your inner thighs, your slick making it easier for the rough digits to slide against your warm skin.

He pinned you down with one hand on the back of your neck. Your face squished against the cool silk of the pillow as your husband began to tease your folds in preparation for his cock.

“Please, Kisuke…need your cock inside..” You babbled incoherently; your mind was foggy with sleep but still you were cognizant enough of your actions to consent to your husband fucking you.

Kisuke groaned low in his throat behind you, grazing his left ring finger over your clit. The cold metal of his wedding band made your thighs twitch and clamp down around his hand.

“Shh, shh…you will, baby; just be a bit more patient for me, alright?”

Nodding impatiently, you pushed your pussy further against his hand, rubbing your juices against the long, thick digits. 

“So wet, baby. Don't tell me you missed me?” You could hear the stupid smirk in his voice. 

“Stop playing, Kisuke, you-” 

SMACK! 

The flesh of your ass cheek jiggled against his palm, which he then smoothed over the reddening mark. 

“Hush up, woman. I know how to take care of this pussy, been doing it for over two decades now.”

Now he was the one getting impatient as he continued to play with your ass cheeks with his right hand while his left stroked your leaking slit. 

Two fingers, the ring and middle, eased inside your wet hole - making both you and Kisuke moan out loud. 

“Oh yeah, this pussy’s as tight as the first night I ever fucked it, baby…” 

He leaned his upper body over yours to press a kiss into your open mouth. Your tongues swirled together in a passionate, lascivious dance. A dance of two lovers who both yearned for the other so desperately. 

Pulling back for air with a wet ‘pop’, Kisuke removed his fingers from you and used them to stroke his dick. 

“Kisuke...please.”

“Nuh uh, lie back down. Ass up, just how you were. Got a lot to make up for, baby. Let me do it.”

—-

now, baby we can do it

take the time, do it right

we can do it, baby

do it tonight

baby, we can do it

take the time, do it right

we can do it, baby

do it tonight

—-

The slow, calculated movements of Kisuke’s hips grinding you into the mattress had you gripping the headboard for dear life. 

His cock filled you up so well, taking up every inch of space in your lower half. 

You in turn ground back against him, your ass making soft ‘plip plip’ noises from your combined arousals melding between you. 

It was as if the both of you were trying to glue your bodies together so you'd never have to separate from each other again. 

“Fuck, Kisuke…it's so good, baby.”

He would've responded if he wasn't so focused on how hard you were gripping him. How in the hell had he ever managed to keep himself from cumming inside of you? 

With only a few more strokes he'd be filling you up, splattering your walls with his seeds and then pulling out to watch your little cunt struggle to hold it all inside. 

Wait, no. 

No no no. 

He wouldn't let any of it slip out, not a single goddamn drop. 

If anything, he'd use his fingers to plug you up and keep his essence inside of you where it rightfully belonged. 

That's it. That's what he was going to do. He's going to breed you tonight, right here. Right fucking now. 

His hands gripped your neck and peeled your upper body off of the bed. 

You arched into him perfectly as he continued pummeling your pussy from the back. 

The entire bed shook from his enthusiastic movements, and then you felt a sweaty mop of thick, blonde hair press into your shoulder. 

“Need to cum inside you, baby. 'm so sorry, so so sorry, precious. You're all I'll ever need - fuck! - need to fill this pussy up, please let me, baby!”

Your cheeks blushed at the high, desperate tone of his voice and you reached a hand up to grab at his soaked hair. 

Once again your lips slotted together and Kisuke moved one hand between your legs to rub at your clit. 

“Yes, please Kisuke! I need it, need you! I love you, Kisuke!”

That's all it took for him to bust inside you right there.

Ropes and ropes of warm, sticky cum filled your trembling core as both you and Kisuke collapsed to the mattress below you. 

“Fuck, fuck…ah, God…” He was trembling just as much as you were! 

The bed sheets were wet from your combined releases. Kisuke wasn't finished with you, though.

“K-kisuke!”

You groaned his name as said man flipped you over like you weighed two ounces and hooked his forearms underneath your knees.

His heavy cock hung between his legs, drenched in your release with the head steadily dripping more droplets of cum.

He lowered his head to your overstimulated cunt and rubbed his stubble over the rim of your ass.

Your abdomen lurched up, but he pressed you back down by driving his nose into your pubic mound. His strength far outweighed yours, so you had no choice but to lay back and take it.

“This is what you wanted, right? Well you got it. I'm not letting you up until you and this entire fucking bed are soaked in my cum, princess. So let me do it.”

—-

take your time 

ooo, baby, take your time

if it takes all night

you can do it, you can do it, alright

you can do it, you can do it

to the early morning light 

—-

Few Months Later 

“Thank you, please come again!” You smiled cheerfully and handed a customer their bag.

“That's the last one, darling. Time to close up for the night.” Kisuke pressed a kiss against your temple and wrapped his free arm around your waist, with only a slight bit of difficulty.

Ever since your passionate romp in the bedroom a few months prior, Kisuke had implemented a new rule for the store: early close on Thursdays and Saturdays. Today was Saturday.

Once Rangiku, Tessai, and all the other associates had gathered their belongings and wished you both a good night, Kisuke whisked you away into your bedroom and locked the door.

He began unbuttoning his shirt, removing his cell phone from the breast pocket and setting it on the nightstand.

You reclined back against the soft pillows strategically aligned against the headboard.

“Don't forget to take it easy, Kisuke.” You dutifully reminded your eager yet adorable husband. He only smirked in return.

Crawling over to you on the bed, now shirtless and exposing his muscled torso, he grabbed your right foot and began massaging gently. 

A deep sigh left your lips, making him smile. He pressed a kiss to your ankle before raising up onto his elbows.

“Of course, my love. You know I'd never do anything to hurt either of you.” 

His left hand moved to rub over your slightly swollen abdomen.

“You know I think we're going to need to move into a bigger place soon.” You threaded your left hand with his.

“Right you are, beautiful. I've already set the plan in motion, so don't you worry….

“...just lay back and let me take my time and do you right.”

----

ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

[qweaenr]

BLEACH - Brave Souls: Thousand Years Blood War 3/3

[sorry4charlieart]

kisuke my husband

[blueparadis]

Urahara Kisuke 💚

I really like this guy. Every appearance of him is just so adorable and just right in time in the weirdest fashion his brain can pull of !

Urahara Kisuke & first date💚

gn!reader, fluff, established relationship.

Of all the memorable moments of his relationship with you, first date with kisuke is always gonna be a memoriable one. It was not perfect, no roses and chocolates. Every thing was an absolute mess, both in time and place. What did go wrong? . . what did not ?

He was horribly late and all because he set the alarm wrong. Yes, he had to set an alarm since he wanted everything to be perfect, for his perfect lover. Not only that, he missed the train, one was his fault and other was cancelled.

On top of that, the network was not properly working that he would inform you that he is going to be late. When he reached at the place, he expected that you would be gone, perhaps would avert him at work from the very next day. He was swallowing every now and then, losing all his hopes but it sublimes when he sees you dressed in casuals, messy hair and baggy clothes.

It is a surprise to him. He expected you to be handsome, pretty and beautiful, like every other day when he sees you at work. The date started eating various street foods and talking about work : good , bad and spicy.

His heart beats escalated, thinking how odd it is that he wants to be in his best, wants this date to be best while you are fine with him peeling off your skin to expose your vulnerabilities to him. There was trust, too much for him to take but that's okay. He can work on this. He can work on this just fine.

It was a perfectly imperfect date, just like he secretly wanted.

[brittscafe]

Hello! Can I request Urahara with a s/o who is really strong and dom basically but not in an nsfw way? She loves to taste him, like kiss him all of a sudden, and when he wants kisses, she wouldn't stop giving him small soft kisses... Basically fluff ejdkskd, oh and, she can be very brave, like wanting to fight with someone 7/24 (with her powers ofc) since she is strong?

Hi!!!! Yes! <3 <3 I hope you like it <3

His cheeks are always red, your lips on them all the time as you shower him in love. Each time you kiss Kisuke, you literally blow his mind. The way your lips feel against his, how you touch him, and how you make him feel.

His heart flutters and wants to fly out of his chest. You make Kisuke nervous with how well you can dominate him. He just lays back and takes it all in, relishing in your kisses.

Urahara always had a thing for asking for a kiss and when he gets that and even more from you, his cheeks flush. You're always straddling his lap, yours hand pressed into his cheeks. Your fingers and thumbs brushing over his facial hair.

The feeling of your plump lips against his, makes him dizzy and fuzzy.

He's always by your side when you're fighting off enemies. There are times though were he just likes to lean against a tree and watch you fight. The way your movements are swift and fluid, it makes him very proud of you.

Of course, if you ever get hurt or it's too much, he has no problem jumping in the fight. Kisuke loves it when you decide to peck his lips mid-fight. It gives him the energy and motivation to keep on going.

Kisuke adores it when you give him kisses from out of nowhere and he just melts.

[chose-de-noir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤуклоняясь, думай: я не дам себя ранить.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤзащищая кого-то, думай: я не дам им умереть.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤнападая, думай: я убью его!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

[kiwicopia]

yello yello bestieee Von.Momo here i'm here for this.

"oh magestic Kiwi who will be my match from Bleach and Jujutsu kaizen?" *read in a dramatic tone*

i describe myself to be very anxious,kind,selfless,paranoid,stressed,sensitive and depressed?

i love both sex rough and gentle,but i do get shy when talking about it.i love cuddles,lots n lots of them,any kind of affection,hugs,cuddles kissed,holding hands and petnames.

on valentine day i dont want to do nothing fancy,just eating snacks or sweet that my other half likes with them,cuddles and just relaxing and maybe ...something more....passionate.

i use any kind of pronouns really but i prefer he/him.

i use safe words during lovemaking,but well as SHY i can be with lovemaking...i can be very VERY needy sometimes lol and starting having a breeding kink [i have no shame in admitting this....okay maybe a little] and that all i want is for my other half to be happy with me and cherish our beautiful and intimate moments until our final days :)

nothing have fun bestie

Kisuke will cherish everything about you while also uplifting your spirits with his cheesy humor. He'll whisper sweet nothings into your ear while cuddling, and even feed you sweets personally. This man will go all out to make you feel loved, especially in bed. Gentle kisses along your skin as he praises every single inch of your body. This special day is always over the top, but he does it for you. To show his love and fondness in having you by his side, forever.

Yuta will NEVER make you feel unloved. He will go above and beyond to show you that you're the one for him. He doesn't mind your neediness. In fact, this sweet boy craves it. He always gives in to you, not that he sees it as an issue, but he'll do his best to make this day incredibly special for you. Even if it means he takes a few pages from the books of others while adding his own spin to it. Just for you. Let him pamper you. Tell him what you want to do the most this Valentine's Day, and he'll do it.

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Kisuke Urahara (31st December)

Bleach

[nolhann]

Worth it

(anatomy is bs here i'm sorry but I did it fast)

Also apologies to the Kisuke community but it was too tempting

[bleachedsamurai]

Story Update: Bleach Fan-Fiction: Kindness is Healing Chapter 11

Being fashionably late to a shinigami meeting has it pitfalls. Yumichika faces some consequences for his tardiness, yet learns why the shinigami have not taken action in preparing for the war.

When Kisuke Urahara presents a special and confidential assignment for Yumichika and Ikkaku, he sees an opportunity.

What is the special assignment? And what complications will ensue?