#bleach isshin

[muzansfangs]

How they eat you out.

Starring: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader; Shinji Hirako x f!reader; Isshin Kurosaki x f!reader;

Format: short-imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, language, dirty talk, overstimulation, shibari, vaginal fingering, oral sex (reader!receiving), daddy kink, marking the partner, hair pulling, praise kink, possessiviness, pussy slapping, edging, orgasm denial, dom!Grimmjow, dom!Shinji, dom!Isshin, small age gap between Isshin and the reader, sub!reader;

Plot: they love you, they love you so much that giving you oral has become an art for them. But they all have a different style, their own unique way of doing it. How do they eat you out? What do they do to make you melt under their skilful tongue?

PART ONE| PART TWO| PART THREE.

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Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

This man is a menace. A predator, he is keen to devour you messily, obviously. When he eats you out, Grimmjow makes you feel like a hapless antelope chased down the savanna by a leopard, caged in his chokehold, quite literally. His nails felt like claws digging onto your thighs to keep you in place at his mercy. In his shimmering piercing blue eyes, you did not fail to recognize the panther living inside of him. Grimmjow was a wild animal, you had to deal with it.

When he feasted on you, he always did it as if he was a starving man. He lapped, groaned, manhandled you to accomodate you in a position he enjoyed the most in that very moment and he even slapped your pussy, if you dared to protest.

Albeit he could be rough, though, he would have never hurt you.

Grimmjow was not a man prone to pour his heart out in tear-jerker love confessions. After telling you he liked you, he meant it and confined himself to territorial gestures and passionate nights of lust and love. His ownership over you was already established, yet he loved to remind you of how deeply he cared about you and your ultimate pleasure by spending hours with his face buried between your legs.

He could never get enough of you, of your taste, of the way you writhed beneath the licks he gave you. His tongue lapped at your core non-stop, his feline eyes scrutinizing in delight the way your face scrunched up, as he made you navigate the different seas of lust and pleasure.

As you laid on your back, his hands keeping your legs spread in front of his face, his mouth worked on your pussy to make sure not a single inch of your flesh was left untouched. You could swear you had even heard him growl as you bucked your hips up erratically. As a reflex, your knees spasmed and you attempted to close your legs. Wrong choice. Terrible accident.

“Keep your fucking legs like that, woman” he rasped out, forcing them back down as he shot you a resentful glare through his lashes.

You whimpered, hands covering your face in dispair as you panted “G–Grimmjow, baby, I’m sorry! It’s too much…” you gingerly whined, only to hear him snort and flick his tongue over your sensitive clit as a delectable form of punishment.

“You better be sorry. Look at you, soaking wet, and trying to rob me of my meal. Stop bitching around” he chided you, making you gawk as your hand reached out to grasp a pillow and you playfully hit him with it over his head.

This was such a natural course of events for you two. Moments of domestic tenderness and play time paired up with steamy activities. Maybe, deep down, you had truly tamed him!

Grimmjow groaned and slapped your folds as a payback, making you regret having chuckled at him and his dumbfounded expression the moment the fluffy pillow had landed on his face. Had you, by any chance, forgotten who was in charge? The audacity of acting like an alpha, when he was supposed to be the one, at least in bed, was surely going too far.

“You little pest, you know what? I’m done tongue-fucking you. On your hands and knees, now” the blue-haired former Espada ordered you, standing back up and unbuckling his belt right before your now rounded eyes.

Oh, well, your little stunts always led to him sheathing himself deep into you and hours spent in sitting down with a certain discomfort. Little did he know you always tried to piss him off to get pinned down like that and, honestly, he did not feel like complaining.

Not when he could mark you down over and over again.

Shinji Hirako.

Your boyfriend and his unhealthy, enervating, obnoxious obsession for doing things in unconventional ways had repercussions on sex too at times. While it was always an enjoyable experience, there were days it could lead you to insanity. Shinji loved to vary. You surely could not say sex with him was static, basic. On the contrary, it was appallingly turbolent. Along with loving to give you oral, Shinji literally put you in every possible position humanly practicable.

Upside down, preferably.

Dangling from the ceiling, ropes meticulously tying your limbs, you whimpered at the feeling of Shinji’s pierced tongue flicking your bundle of nerves. Your body shrieked, jaw going slack as your eyes fluttered closed to enjoy the sensation to its fullest. His sarcastic and infuriatingly childish attitude were reflected by his actions. He was born to tease you, to break you down piece by piece, until you were nothing but a whining mass of sweat and pleas.

“Your hole clenching around nothing is calling me, babe. Can you hear it whisper to me? Atta girl, you’re doing so fuckin’ good for me” your boyfriend crooned, his lips still hovering over your dripping sex, amber eyes drifting down your body until he made eye-contact with you.

Arching your back, a breathy moan ripped from your throat, your movements restricted by the ropes amplifying your perception to the maximum level “Shinji! Baby, please, just … Just add a finger, I can’t do this anymore” you begged him, teary eyes meeting his cunning ones, through your eyelashes.

Honestly, you had lost count of how many times he had brought you close to the edge only to let you down on the verge of your orgasm. He loved watching you bewailing, wiggling around, when all you could do was begging him to just finish you off. It was satisfying, amusing even.

“Damn, this greedy pussy’s so hungry for me. Have you heard her, babe? She wants a finger to fill her up! Fine, fine, I think it’s time to feed her. Brace yourself” Shinji casually chimed them, eyeing you amusedly with his characteristic shit-eating grin plastered over his face.

He was overly sassy, when it came down to you and your presumably pathetic antics. Testing your endurance, your patience, your self-control were delectable activities he loved to involve in your intercourses. His divious ways of unraveling you piece by piece, watching you unfold before his sharp eyes radiated a very much unparalleled sadistic aura you had never seen in anyone else before him.

The moment he glided his finger down your slit, temporizing for a little longer around your opening, before finally burying his finger into you, made you almost sob in need. Eyes squeezed shut, you shrieked, foreteeth sinking onto your lower lip almost causing it to bleed. It was still not enough, you needed more, you needed him.

Your feeble protests did not go unnoticed, though, and your partner was kind of feeling guilty for having edged you for so long. He sighed, ducking his face back down to your heat, darting his tongue out to swirl it over your clitoris. Adding a second finger, he began to scissor them into you at a fast tempo, the silver sphere on his tongue stimulating you in the right spots.

“Shinji! Babe, I’m— Shit!” you cried out in ecstasy, the pleasure coiling on your lower abdomen making it hard for you to stammer out a sensible speech.

Out of your head, breathless, knackered, you arched your spine and the sound of your strained moan eachoed through the walls of your empty flat. Finally, he had let you reach your pined climax. Chin glistening, coated by your juices, Shinji took a step back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

That smug smile of his never ceased to make butterflies flutter in your stomach.

“Your pussy has such ‘a foul mouth’, when I eat her out. Yer should tell her to behave, damn it” he jested, earning a tired eye-roll from your behalf. Asking him to keep his attitude on check was the equivalent of talking to a wall.

“Untie me now, Hikaro Shinji. Or I will be delighted to show you how foul my mouth can really be” you countered back, only for him to snicker and begin to loosen up the ropes restraining your limbs.

After all, you were both far from being done and you were sure as hell not going to let his tantrum slide that easily.

Isshin Kurosaki.

The things this man would do for you go beyond your fervid imagination. He is not a boy, he is a man, husband material to be precise. Isshin knows how to please a woman and, according to him, the best part about giving you pleasure and incommensurable bliss is watching you unfold before his adoring eyes. One thing about him: you are his queen and priority. He would literally neglect his own urges and needs to take care or yours.

“I think I will skip the dessert tonight” Isshin announced, wiping his mouth with a napkin, eying you through his dark eyelashes from the other side of the table.

You knew exactly what he meant by that and you unconsciously found yourself pressing your thighs together under the table.

“You skip the dessert, but maybe you have had too much wine” you teased him back, albeit you played along his goofy game of seduction and shot a coquettish gaze towards him.

Isshin grinned and stood up, stretching his arms over his head, before he circled the table and stopped right next to you. His eyes devoured you, as he dragged your chair along the floor, parting you from the table with ease. He always made you feel as light as a feather, his strength something he was so proud of.

Cocking your head to the side questioningly, you flicked your gaze up to him “What are you up to now?” you inquired, watching the way he dropped to his knees right in front of you. He had insisted for you to wear that dress all day long and now you could finally see why he had been a literal pest.

His hands carefully hiked up the flowy skirt of your dress, his smile widening as you did not hesitate to be collaborative and hold it up in your hands while be settled his hands on each of your rotula, cupping it and pushing your legs apart for him. When he went down on you, Isshin never put you through too much trouble. He specifically asked you to simply enjoy the experience and pull at his hair. He spoiled you, he lavished you.

His hot breath fanning your clothed sex made you suck in a breath and he leisurely tugged the hem of your panties to the side to expose your folds to his longing eyes.

“Hush, baby, let daddy enjoy his well-deserved dessert, alright? I need it so badly, baby. It’s been so long since I did it” he dramatized the situation, eliciting a chuckle from you as his tongue tickled your clit.

“But, daddy, you did it yesterday morning on your desk! – you pointed out, lolling your head back as you securely tangled your fingers between his hair, tugging at them gently – Was it not enough?” you asked him, hips bucking up unintentionally and pulling a husky grunt out of him.

Enough? Of course it was not enough. This man loved nipping, lapping and sucking your pussy dry. He needed to do it, at least, twice a day.

Before his tongue could finally dive into your wet cavern, he knitted his eyebrows together, scoffing “That’s offensive. You left me starving, darling. Let daddy be happy, please, be a good girl” he pleaded you, his mouth leaving a sloppy kiss over your pubes before his tongue made you see stars.

Keeping it low with him was impossible. Either you laughed out loud, or you let out pornographic screams of pleasure hard not to hear down the streets.

Especially, when he left the window open for letting people covet what was rightfully his.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! I’m so glad I have finally completed this series! Maybe, one day, when my requests will be opened again, I will add other characters too but as for now let’s just enjoy these ones. As per usual, your support means a lot! Thanks for having read this piece and I hope you’ve drawn enough enjoyment to simp for those folks. Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreciated! Also, writing for Isshin has been hell on Earth, help🥹

Until next,

x o x o

TAGS: @stygianoir @electronicwitchcollection @brittscafe @kr0wu @kryptoniteforsale

[barongraphin]

[brittscafe]

Could we see a "reaction to finding you asleep" for the rest of the 13 court guard captains? 👀

-@dragon-anon 🐉

Jushiro: He honestly melts inside when he walks into your shared bedroom and you're curled up with his pillow, fast asleep. Jushiro will make sure that the covers are over you and he places a soft kiss on your lips.

If he has time, he'll usually cuddle you in his arms.

Shunsui: A smirk tugs on his face as you're laying on top of him and he notices that you've gone quiet and fallen asleep on him. He'll run his fingers through your hair and stays perfectly still.

He wouldn't dare to move an inch or let anybody disturb you in this state.

Shinji: At first, he definitely thinks about waking you up with a cruel joke, but he decides not to. His eyes rake over you asleep in his white captain's cape and his heart just melts.

He lets out a tiny scoff and walks over to you. Your fingers are wrapped around the cape tightly and your lips are slightly parted open.

"I knew I forget something. You can keep it for now, Y/N," Shinji whispers, placing a kiss on your forehead before heading back to his squad.

Rojuro: His eyes glance down at you, your head resting in his lap with your eyes closed. He places his hand on your cheek and hums quietly.

The sound of his voice makes sure that your sleep is not disturbed and he stands guard, carefully watching the door.

Toshiro: Stops in his tracks when his eyes lock onto you, asleep on the ground on top of a pile of books.

"Oh, captain!" Rangiku's voice rings through Toshiro's ears and his eyes fill with annoyance. Rangiku leaps into the room and Toshiro quickly spins around.

"Shut up," he retorts harshly and Rangiku pouts heavily. Her eyes glance over Toshiro's shoulder and catch a glimpse of you.

"Oh, I see," she nods her head, exiting the room and running down the hall to bother another. Toshiro marches over to you and easily scoops you up in his arms.

"You ought to find more comfortable places to fall asleep," Toshiro whispers, shaking his head with amusement.

Kenpachi: Puts his arm over the wall and just hangs there as he admires you.

"Look, Kenny! Y/N is fast asleep. Do you think she'll wake up?" Yachiru asks, peeking over Kenny's shoulder.

"How the hell am I suppose to know, kid?" Kenpachi scoffs quietly and Yachiru hops down from his tall shoulder. Her feet hit the ground and she walks up to you.

She pokes your nose and Kenpachi's eyes widen.

"Hey, scram kid," Kenpachi demands and Yachiru lets out a tiny giggle, hopping out of the room. Kenpachi walks over to you and sits down next to you.

The bed sinks down underneath his weight and he runs his fingers through your hair. He lets out a tiny sigh and admires you one last time before getting back to training.

Gin: The playfully smirk that always seems to be on his face drops and his eyes widen. His feet freeze to the ground and he gulps.

This is the first time Gin's found you dead asleep. Of course, he's seen you when you're vulnerable, but this was different. You were so soft and at peace in your shared bed.

He enjoyed moments like this with you, so he crawls into the bed with you. His wraps his arms around your torso and rest his head on your stomach, basking in your warmth.

Aizen: A smile dances along his face as he steps into his room and finds you hunched over a desk, face down. He tries to best not to chuckle at the sight of you, but a fit of chuckles leaves his lips.

He marches over towards you and pats the top of your head. Aizen grabs a pillow and props it underneath your head. He also wraps a blanket around your shoulders and places a kiss on your shoulder.

Sure, your back was going to be killing you tomorrow, but that gave you another reason to engage in a playful fight with your boyfriend.

Mayuri: He had come home late from working in the lab and found you asleep, waiting for him. You were sprawled out on the bed, limbs covering every inch of the bed and Mayuri lets out a tiny chuckle.

Mayuri decides to take off his face paint and takes a quick shower. He steps out of the bathroom to find you still asleep. He crawls into bed and wraps his arms around your waist.

He easily pulls you into his arms and rests his chin on your shoulder.

Sajin: It was one of the times, he didn't turn himself into his human form for you. He was explaining how bad he felt when you had to see him like this.

You shoot him a warm smile and wrap yourself around his arm, snuggling into his side.

"I like you. Just the way you are," you reassure him, before shutting your heavy eyelids. Sajin's breath hitches in his throat and he opens his mouth, but he can't seem to find the words.

Honestly, it brought tears to his eyes, knowing you felt comfortable with him, no matter what form he was in.

Isshin: After getting Karin and Yuzu to bed, you were supposed to finish the movie together. Your body had another plans as you were lulled into a deep sleep.

Isshin walks into the living room to find you slumped over on the arm of the couch, passed out. At first, a frown tugs on his face, but then a warm smile replaces the frown.

So, he sits down next to you, draping a blanket over you and resting his hand on your thigh, finishing the movie by himself.

Let's just say when you woke up, Isshin regrets his choice to finish the movie by himself...

[gallusrostromegalus]

For An Elephant is Warm and Mushy, what's the deal with Ichigo and Isshin? Cause I hate Isshin, but I want to know what your take is on it. (Sorry if you've already addressed this.)

I think my thoughts on Isshin in AEIWAM are best summed up as such:

To elaborate: I think that, if he had been a father under normal circumstances, Isshin would have been a perfectly competent and even a good father.

...But he's not parenting under Normal Circumstances.

He's parenting as widower (alone) with three psychic (no how-to guides on this!) and traumatized (Especially Ichigo) children, while processing his own trauma (Again, Widower), while in a HIGHLY demanding and stressful career (Emergency care specialist/Surgeon), while technically on the run from the law (he's still wanted for being a deserter), while also in Apex Predator Central (Karkura is CHOCK A FUCKING BLOCK fulla hollows).

And BY GOD, the man is trying! AEIWAM! Isshin does his best to keep his children informed of the dangers of their world while not also risking them breaking his witness protection scheme. He works extremely hard and his best to keep them fed, housed, safe, educated and loved, and he LOVES them SO MUCH. Isshin is NEVER shy always genuine with affection towards his children! Hell, he even reaches out to who he can (Urahara, Ryukken, his neighbors, the kid's teachers) for help because he knows he's in over his head and needs help and that's a hard damn thing for a parent to do, but...

...It's not enough.

He still lies to his children. For perfectly sane and understandable reasons, but he still lies to them. He still doesn't understand his children- He gives them all the love he can, as best he knows how, but Ichigo especially speaks an entirely different love language. He's still not there for his children. Balancing three kids is ROUGH when you're a single parent and I'm afraid Isshin has some old-fashioned notions about gender that cause him to prioritize the twins over Ichigo. And worse, he's not there when Ichigo, and later the twins, start being in mortal danger from the fallout of his connection to Soul Society.

He grit his teeth and moved heaven and earth to rise to the occasion and still managed to fall well short of it.

A+ for Effort

D- for The Actual Results

So. Why DOES Isshin keep failing at healthy communication? Why DOES he make bizarre choices? Why DOES he suck at being a father?

As I was writing I realized the answer is that he was in the right time and place to accidentally learn some VERY bad habits from his friends and colleagues during his heavy involvement in the Soi Fon-Yoruichi Debacle.

This is already a very long post, so the explanation is under the cut:

To be clear: It's not their fault.

It's one of those awful "Its nobody's fault specifically, but the way human minds work means that this sort of conflict and bad behavior was inevitable" situations. The tragedy of being discrete beings.

The crux of Soi Fon and Yoruichi's relationship was that two people who had previously only moderate issues met another person whose own issues massively exacerbated their own in a continuously escalating cycle.

AEIWAM! Soi Fon is the SOLE surviving child of the Fon Clan. He five older brothers were all killed in service to the second division and the Shihon clan. Possibly under Yoruichi's direction, if I understand the timelines right. She was also raised from a very young age to ignore her own needs as a person, use violence as a Solution to her problems, largely starved of affection, and to hero-worship Yoruichi. Girl was already messed up when she walked into the Second division.

AEIWAM! Yoruichi is ALSO a sole surviving clan heir (Yushiro is conceived as a direct result to her vanishing in TBTP) and ALSO taught to use violence as a first solution, but instead of a self-sacrificing mindset, Yoruichi was raised to believe that other people sacrificing themselves for her was normal, good and even virtuous on their part. She was also sort of doted on by her parents, who were thrilled that their last-chance heir was shaping up so well (So far as they knew).

You can see how this was always going to go badly.

Soi fon is desperate to please. Yoruichi thinks this is perfectly normal and desirable behavior, and so she rewards it with copious affection, because Soi Fon responds to that well. Soi fon, receiving her first hit of positive reinforcement in her whole life, promptly falls head over heels for Yoruichi, and works even harder for her. Yoruichi, thrilled to have someone so capable, continues to reward this behavior. The cycle continues, and escalates.

Eventually, the two of them are operating in completely different worlds. So far as Soi Fon can tell, She and Yoruichi are in a Grand Romance, like a knight and her princess in the fairytale stories she used to comfort herself with as a little girl. She assumes this is a normal relationship between lieutenant and captain. So far as Yoruichi can tell, She and Soi Fon are in a Perfectly Normal And Platonic Working Relationship, because this is how every 2nd Division Lieutenant has fawned over their Shihon captain since the division's inception, and she assumes this is perfectly normal.

At some point, Soi Fon realizes that their relationship is really one-sided and she's giving 110% for maybe 4% on Yoruichi's behalf, but she's invested so much and every authority figure in her life is telling her that this is Right and Correct, that she actively chooses the fantasy over reality to cope with her circumstances. At some point, Yoruichi realizes that she's wildly taking advantage of Soi Fon's romantic feelings that she... well. She likes the girl well enough, but not romantically. But She relies so much on Soi Fon to run the 2nd Division and every authority figure in her life is telling her that this is Right and Correct that she actively chooses to play into Soi Fon's fantasy to preserve this very beneficial (for her) status Quo.

...Enter Kisuke Urahara.

Urahara has no horse in this particular race- in fact, he doesn't even know there's a race going on. He's deeply enamored of this ABSOLUTE BABE that's into his schlubby little ass, who's cool and funny and involved in the same insane workplace he is, and when Yoruichi sometimes complains to him about how crazy her lieutenant is, his only frame of reference is... Mayuri. He thinks this is normal, and the romantic relationship between him and Yoruichi continues to grow. She's his unexpected 11 out of 10, he's her fun dirty little secret. It's kinda tawdry, but it is honest.

Then TBTP happens. Kisuke and Yoruichi sorta accidentally frame themselves for treason, then someone (Aizen) very on purpose frames them for treason.

And so far as Soi Fon knows, the woman she loved, the woman she devoted her life to, the woman who (allegedly) loved her back- has lied to and discarded her.

It hurts. It hurts A Lot.

...Enter Isshin Shiba.

In AEIWAM, Isshin becomes a captain the same week TBTP happens, though he's on the other side of the rukongai when that shit goes down, so he shows up to his first captain's meeting with more than half the captains being brand new to their jobs, not totally sure what he or anyone else is doing-

-And there's Soi Fon. Alone and Miserable.

Isshin is an older brother to a younger sister (who never gets a name in canon) and an uncle to her three children, but they all live way out in the middle of nowhere so he hardly ever sees them and seeing Soi Fon at the meeting, exhausted and distraught (And maybe a little bit hungover) activates every single Big Brother And Uncle instinct he's been looking to inflict on someone.

It's VERY easy for him to hear Soi Fon's side of the story, conveniently ignore the part where she actively chose to believe in a romantic relationship she knew didn't actually exist, and cast Yoruichi as The Bad Guy Who Took Advantage Of My Poor Substitute Little Sister.

Soi Fon, who had *almost* been on the verge of being realistic about the breakup, leans into his version of the story, because, again, she's massively starved for affection and Isshin is giving her the type of love her now-dead brothers used to. So Isshin learns Bad Gender Habits here, and Bad Listening Habits, and Bad "Casting People Into Roles Instead Of Treating Them Like People" Habits, and gets rewarded for them with Soi Fon's attention and sisterly affection.

This is also probably where his decision-making skills start to decline- Soi Fon is a Trusted Colleague of his, and he goes to her for advice on Tricky Political Things, because that's what 2nd division DOES. Unfortunately, Soi Fon lives in Information Opsec Paranoia Spy Shit Hell, and gives her advice out accordingly. He starts favoring not giving out details unless he thinks it's REALLY necessary, and using bad-faith decision making. Even More unfortunately, the Gotei-13 is a hot mess of an organization and these habits serve him well.

...Enter Masaki Ishida, and shortly thereafter, Exit Isshin Shiba until he appears in the Human world as Dr. Isshin Kurosaki, and his wife, Masaki Kurosaki.

It's during the "I met a woman who is *technically* an enemy of the state, but she was so cool I fell so hard in love I decided to do a desertion and light treason" mess, Isshin becomes properly acquainted with Urahara and Yoruichi, and eventually, he hears Yoruichi's side of the story. He reverses course, now Soi Fon is the Crazy Ex, and Yoruichi was just doing what was necessary to survive in their demented military-industrial-spy-governement workplace.

Yoruichi doubles down on his "Shut the FUCK up or Yamamoto or worse is gonna come and kill us, and everyone we love" paranoia, because she's also on the run, and when he comes to her for advice on "So apparently the hollows are WAY stronger than I thought, they KILLED MY WIFE, how am I supposed to keep my kids safe?" She advocates teaching them how to recognize and hide from hollows rather than proper self-defense or the truth, because her first fear still is retribution from Soul Society. It's not insane of her- Yamamoto has a very literally fiery temper and can hold grudges for millennia.

So Isshin Tries. But he's also very burdened by paranoid neurotic behavior he doesn't even know he has, and dodgy-if-not-totally-insane advice from his friends.

And that's what I think of Isshin Kurosaki :)

[j-u-u-z-o]

Do. Not. Disturb. (Isshin x F.Reader) NSFW‼️ 18+

AN: Hey guys! It’s been quite a long time since I’ve written a fic! This has been in my drafts for almost two months and I finally edited it. I hope my writers block ended cos’ I’ve been coming up with new ideas for my next works as well! Anyway, this was fun to write. I really like this hairy shinigami. I hope I executed this perfectly. Enjoy~ ❤️😩

Synopsis: the title says it all. Will you be able to get through it all and quietly??? Let's hope you do.

Like, comment or reblog would be greatly appreciated! 🥰

⚠️WARNING: 18+, NSFW‼️, DO NOT DISTURB!, Oral (f.receiving), smut, GRAMMAR.

Read my warning or I’ll slap you.

✨Also, there’s an extra if you make it all the way to the end! ✨

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It’s 10:02pm and you and your husband are on your way home from a dinner date. A surprise dinner date that Isshin planned, in fact. You two have been married for two years now and he is still head over heels for you - ever since he met you at Karen and Yuzu’s high school, for parent-teacher conference.

You looked out the window - admiring the night sky and neighborhoods passing you from inside the car.

“How was the food, honey?” Isshin asked, making a left turn to the house. You turned to look at him, “It was so delicious, ish’. The curry chicken over miso ramen was the best in my opinion!” You clapped. “Especially the jazz performance…also…”. As you spoke, isshin hummed in satisfaction. He loves hearing your voice. It sounded like you’re singing softly to him. “Hmm. You should’ve went on stage with them, hun.” “No way!” You giggled. “You know i have stage fright.” You pouted, caressing his free hand while he drove in the direction of the house. “I know but you would look so angelic on the stage. in front of me, especially.” He smirked, turning his head to you. “Just know… that I’m always here for you, honey.” He said, signaling a right turn and driving into the neighborhood, to his shared home.

Isshin pulled up to the driveway and parked.

“I had a great time, though.” Isshin mumbled, putting the gear in “park” and then turning his head to you. You looked at him and nodded. “Me too.” The driveway light illuminated across your face - your eyes looked starry under the fake moonlight. Isshin sighed. He can’t get enough of your beauty. “I’m glad.” He said, caressing your check with the back of his hand.

You both walked to the front door. Your hand held on to his. Isshin pulled out his keys to open it. “Thank you for the surprise date, love.” You said softly, leaning your head on his arm and you looking up at him. “Anything for my lovely, wife.” He responded, leaning forward over to leave a kiss on your forehead while turned the door knob. “I love you, y/n.” He whispered. You smiled softly at his endearment and held his hand tightly. “I love you too.” You whispered back.

Before he opened the door, he wrapped an arm wrapped around your waist and asked, “Downstairs or upstairs?” You giggled at the sudden request. “You choose.” you said, stepping into the genkan of the house. His fingers dug into your waist, lovingly. “Hmm…Downstai-“

“Oh. hey Dad. You’re late.” Karen waved at him, nonchalantly - while sitting on the couch. “Hi Y/n.” She smiled at you. You reciprocated and greeted her softly. Isshin’s blank face looked like he fell off a ladder. You walked to Karen and saw Yuzuru sleeping on her sisters lap. “Hi, yuzu.” You whispered, stroking her hair. She looked adorable while in sleepy land. You noticed that isshin hasn’t said anything. You turned around, “Isshin?” He still stood there like a mannequin.

He blinked. And blinked again. “Wha- ahem. it’s passed your bedtime young lady. It’s almost 11pm.” He tried to sound like the adult in here but failed. “And I should be the one saying that.” He referred to Karen’s earlier comment, putting his hands on his hips. “Isshin.” You called out softly. His eyes glanced at you. “It’s only Friday. Karen’s football practice starts tomorrow afternoon.” You reminded, walking towards him. “Did you forget?” You looked up at him. Your dowey eyes weakened him. Isshin frowned a bit and sighed. “They can stay here for another hour.” You smiled softly, raising a hand to stroke his covered chest. “Good.” You spoke, turning to Karen. “Would like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.” You asked, Karen nodding while watching whatever was on the screen.

You walked into the kitchen.

Isshin followed you to the kitchen and helped you gather the items. “You’re siding with Karen, now?” Isshin said, trying to hold back his grin. You spread the peanut butter across the bread before you said, “No. Let them be.” Isshin stood next you and eyed you softly, wanting to listen to you more. “Besides, we still have our…free time.” You said, focused on putting the loaf covered with jelly on top of the other and then looking at him. He hummed in amusement, wrapping his arms around you from behind. “You’re right.” He kissed you right cheek.

Minutes passed and you walked into the living room and you gave Karen the sandwich and put the other one for Yuzu, on top of the coffee table. Isshin waited for you by the steps as you bid them goodnight. He gently took your hand in his and walked upstairs - leading you to the shared bedroom. You felt lucky to be with someone like him. His hand is always in yours, showing you and everyone else that you are his and he is yours.

Isshin closed the bedroom door behind you and gently placed his hands on your cheeks. Instantly, his lips met yours, slowing wrapping them around yours, passionately. You raised your hands to grip his wrists as he kissed you. His lips felt warm against yours. “Mmm.” You moaned while his tongue danced around yours. The slow deep kisses went on for a while until he reluctantly broke the kiss. “Now. Time for dessert.” His thumbs caressed your cheeks, turning you around and walking you to the bed.

You sat down on the end of the bed, watching your husband kneel down on the floor. He pulled you down closer to the end of the bed, spreading your legs apart, and moving your feet to either side. You’re didn’t say anything, You just followed his ministrations and pushed up your skirt; anticipating what’s to come. You pushed the heels of your feet deep into the mattress to keep them from slipping off the edge of the bed.

“Someone’s eager tonight.” You giggled, leaning back on your hands, watching him below you. He chuckled, “Well I was worried that I wasn’t going to get my dessert.” Isshin said, stroking your inner thighs, slowly. You hummed. He leaned forward and kissed your covered pussy. You felt his lips wrapped around the covered nub and kissed it again. The wet sounds of his kisses against the fabric started to make you hot.

Isshin continued his task until a big wet patch was formed on your panties. You felt the wet patch and moaned. He then swirled his tongue and you gasped when you felt the pressure of his tongue bump your clit. “Ooh.” Your moans echoed in the room. It almost. You hummed when he flicked his tongue slowly against the material, with enough pressure. “Ahh…Isshin.” You hissed, squirming against the appendage.

Isshin kissed it once more before he placed his fingers on the waistline of your panties and pulled it down. He threw the forgotten fabric away in the room and grinned at your puffy pussy. “So pretty.” He mumbled, using his forefingers to open your lips and then leaning closer to leave gentle pecks around it.

Your short breathes goes unoticed and isshin stops to look up at you. “You okay, honey?” He asked, rubbing your inner thighs. You nodded. Isshin was already turning you into a needy mess: your lips already wet and needy from his earlier ministrations.

He knows.

Isshin moved up to kiss your needy lips while his fingers rubbed your pussy in circles. You whimpered in the deep kiss as you slowly pushed your hips up against his hand. You felt the tingles of your folds rubbing against his warm and rough fingers. “Ahh..” you moaned in his mouth, your clit throbbing each time it bumped against his fingertips. He broke the kiss and moved down to leave open mouth kisses on your neck and down to your chest.

His fingers circled your clit with enough pressure until one of them teased your entrance, while he sucked your nipples. “Ooh Isshin.” You stroked his hair, your body leaning forward to his ministrations. “Mmm.” You groaned, watching him move down to spread see your lips opened like a watered flower. “Look at that.” He praised, his fingers exploring your folds. You twitched when his index finger slowly flicked your clit. “So beautiful.” he smirked, slowly sticking out his tongue and leaning in closer to your pussy.

“O-oh!” You shuddered, his thick tongue began licking your clit and down to your cunt. Again and again. You stroked his hair around as you watched your husband. The wet sounds from his tongue flicking your clit filled the room with your deep exhales. “Feels so good, Ish”. You whispered, his groans vibrating on your folds. Your hips jolted when the strong appendage licked side to side. “Oh fuck.” You whispered out, breathing heavily.

“So delicious, honey.” He spoke, eyeing his work done to your pussy for a moment. Rubbing your folds. Isshin leaned in again and open mouthed kissed your pussy. “Oh yes.” You said thickly, your clit throbbed from getting all the attention from his warm lips. Your head fell back and you kept giving him whispered praises while he mouthed and swiped your clit. “Right there, issh.” You praised him when he sucked it, gently. He looked up at you when you leaned back and pushed your hips up to his face slowly. Your shaky moans sounded like a melody in his ears. “Oh yeah, i-ssh-ah.” You breath hitched, your eyes rolled to the back of your head each time he circled your clit.

His bristly facial hair added fuel to the fire. It rubbed against your thighs. You raised your right leg and placed it over his shoulder. You bit your lip when isshin pushed his head deep in your thighs - his mouth exploring more of your cunt. “Ugh.” Your head fell back again. You’re in pure bliss in this new position that you rolled your hips against his mouth.

“Mmm.” He groaned, moving his head side to side while mouthing your pussy. Biting your lips, you closed your eyes and focused on his tongue exploring your cunt. The wet sounds coming from his open kisses on your cunt bounced off the walls as his saliva dripped onto the blanket. “Oh!” You gasped, his tongue kept circling your clit. “Issh-!” You rolled your hips as he circled his tongue your clit. “Fu-.”

Knock

Knock

“Dad? Y/n?” You both looked back at the locked bedroom door. Isshin’s almost snapped his neck. You froze, your heart sunk deep in your stomach.

Was Karen standing in front of the door the entire time? Did she hear you? Or rather…did she hear Everything?!?!

You mind was racing with questions. On the other hand isshin was still looking at the door. You can see his glistening mouth from your arousal. “Yes, Karen? Is something wrong?” He asked, still remaining kneeled on the floor. As if nothing happened. On the other hand, you’re going through the a mix of emotions right now. Especially, in your current position.

“Yuzuru wants oyakudon. Can you help us make it?” She asked. Isshin looked puzzled. You tried to hide your laugh because he was a little taken back. He was eating you out. “We’re sleeping. I’ll make it tomorrow night. Go eat cereal.” He said, licking his lips. “Pleeeeeaaasssse?” That pleading voice came from Yuzu. He sighed and turned to you. You tucked your lips in and shrugged. You really don’t know what to say. “Fine. I’ll tell you the recipe. Grab a pen and paper.” He said, leaning his head on your thigh.

Your tilted your head and raised an eyebrow. “Really?” You asked, looking at him in disbelief. isshin smirked. “Anything for my girls.” You rolled your eyes “that’s not what you said earlier?” You reminded him, poking his forehead head with a finger. He chuckled and kissed your inner thigh. The two girls came back and were ready to take notes.

“Okay. Step 1….” Isshin started giving out a couple of instructions and you just sat there, trying not to shake your head and laugh. He occasionally stroked your thighs to not forget where you both left off. Which helped because you were so close to wail and squirt in his face. The cool down was worth it. But you were still in utter disbelief, comically.

“Good. Now, let me know how it goes.” He turned his attention to you and chuckled. “What?” He asked, smiling at you. “You know what.” You giggled. “You’re unbelievable.” He chuckled at your response. “Now, where were we?” He said, stroking your right leg on his shoulder.

~~~

The pans being used downstairs in the kitchen were ringing in your ears as well as wet squelching noises that filled bedroom. “Oh baby.” You breathed, pushing the back of his head to your heat when his tongue gets deep into your folds. You hissed, pushing your hips right into his hot mouth to get his tongue to dip into your cunt.

“Ugh. right there isshin don’t sto-.” You said thickly, riding his tongue a bit quickly.

“Daaad!” Yuzu called out, her footsteps running to the door.

Isshin almost sucked his teeth. You didn’t even hear her come upstairs. You’re deaf, you thought to yourself. You were going to stop the session and go help them but isshin gripped your thighs to keep you from moving away. He looked at you. It’s your turn now. His eyes told you. You sighed before you said, “Y-yes, Yuzu?” you answered, trying to not sound breathless when isshin continued to eat you out. “Where’s the soy sauce, y/n?”

There was long pause. You watched your husband tongue you just right that you lost your train of thought. At least it didn’t seem odd. You needed time to think about where the sauce is located, anyway. “It’s… on the shelf…next to the fridge.” You successfully answered. “Okay!” She ran downstairs, and told Karen to grab a stool.

Not being able to form coherent words, you nodded at how good he’s swirling his tongue on your clit. Your legs were trembling from the intense pleasure that’s overtaking your bod. You watched him as he slowly bobbed his head in between your thighs while his mouth was wrapped around your clit. The sucking sounds made you throb. “Like that, ish.” You whispered, your nails lightly scratching the back of his head to keep going.

Moments later, you heard giggles downstairs in the living room. Hopefully it meant that the food is cooking and that they’ll leave you two alone for a while. Your thought process was interrupted when isshin flicked your clit feverishly. You raised your hips from the bed and bucked into his mouth. His hot tongue on your clit sparked a fire in deep in your stomach. “Oh my god…oh my -“ you cried, the heel of your foot digging in the back of his shoulder when you bucked into his mouth. The mattress springs creaked from the way you rode his tongue.

You heard the twins ran upstairs to their bedroom. You can hear them talking about the next soccer match. Of course they had to leave their bedroom door open!

Isshin purposely slurped your cunt loudly that you grabbed the back of his head to shut. him. up. He chuckled, lifting his mouth from your pussy. “You know ~I always love how mindful you are.” He joked, licking his lips. “Isshin! Stop being childish!” You whispered loudly, looking flustered above him. “But this is our free time, no?” He continued, his fingers digging into your thighs, lovingly.

You rolled your eyes. “Be nice.” You warned, trying to sound like the only adult in the room. “Yes, my lovely wife.” He said, raising himself and spreading your legs further. Your back met the cool sheets. “Let me finish my dessert.” He reminded you, chuckling while he got a better view of the mess he made all over your pussy. “Just hold on a bit longer for me, honey.” He said, leaning his head down to your pussy. “Unh..! You cried, gripping the bed sheets. He wrapped his lips around it, sucking it slowly. Isshin moaned while latching onto your clit and licked it side to side in the same pace. “Oh Yeah..” you whispered, your hand combing through his dark hair. Isshin stroked your thighs in circles with his fingertips, slowly. making you shiver.

~~~

The girls are downstairs eating. You can hear the chopsticks hitting the ceramic bowls Meanwhile, your head is raised up, watching him circle your clit, endlessly. Your mouth is wide open, unable to form any words. You cried. You’re close to release. “Isshin.” you whimpered, squirming under his strong grip. You just want him to finish this sooner. You might get louder if he doesn’t. “Ah! Isshin!” You called out again, he’s not listening to you; he’s flicking your pussy, lovingly.

Your back arched of the bed and your legs began to tremble. You let out another cry but he kept going. You’re trying to keep your voice down; your hand pushed his head down and you started bucking your hips against his mouth. Your moans sounded like your were stuttering. Isshin moved his hands up to your knees from underneath and pushed it deeper in the bed. “Ahh…!” You cried, shutting your eyes - you pushed your head back in the bed as your feet dangled in the air.

You rode his face all the way to your release until you squirted on him. “Good girl.” He chuckled, watching you squirm below him. Your toes got a cramp from the uncontrollable clenching. “Oh god.” You said, your chest heaving. Isshin leaned over and kissed your lips. His thick tongue swirled around yours to taste yourself. “Had fun?” He asked, massaging your thighs. “Oh shut up.” You let out a breathless laugh as your fingers combed through his hair.

Isshin continued to leave kisses on your neck while you turned your head to check the time, while stroking his hair. “It’s 11:04pm.” You said, turning to look at the man above you. “Don’t worry about that.” He said, leaving on across your chest. “What do you mean?” You raised an eyebrow, staring at the ceiling. You heard the daughters laughing at something on TV. “you promised them 1 hour.” You reminded him.

Isshin stopped and looked at you. “They’re still downstairs. Let them be. Remember?” He said. You blinked at him for a moment. “Besides, we’re not done yet.” He added, wrapping your leg around his hip and stokes it.

“Eh?” You eyes widened.

Isshin chuckled.

Extra:

Yours and Isshin clothes were scattered around the room. Heavy breathes and skin slapping echoed in the room. Isshin pistoned into you roughly but slowly in the bed. You're trying to be quiet but his cock kept stroked your plush walls; rubbing your g-spot that you moaned a bit loudly every now and then. His arms were folded above your head for good measure while his hips pushed you deep in the bed.

Your sweat covered back is on the plush sheets of the bed as it quietly creaked in rhythm. Your knees are by your chest as isshin rolled his hips, lovingly. He looked at you with all the love in the world while you held onto his shoulders. All coherent thought leave you as you stare at his glistened face, your eyes are hazy as you try to make out his face.

"Fuck." He moaned, spreading his legs a bit more as bucked roughly into you. You both moaned into each other's mouths. "Yeah baby, pull me in." He groaned, breathing into your mouth."Yeah like that baby." He praised, he felt you your walls hug his cock. Your deep breathes fills his ears. "You like that, huh." He mumbled, his pelvis rubbing your clit. You’re still unable to speak as you rolled your hips up to meet his deep thrusts. Isshin kissed your forehead and circled his hips to feel more of you warmth. “Mm." You moaned, moving your hands down to his lower back to push him deeper.

“There. Right there, issh.” you praised, your legs dangling in the air when he changed his pace. “Ahh.” You moaned, closing your eyes. Isshin chuckled and hid his face in your neck, focusing on how good your pussy is hugging his length. You forgot about Karen and Yuzuru. Are they still awake? Your mind is trying to figure it out but his deep thrusts is making you feel so drunk. Still trying to be mindful of the kids, You’re tried to not breathe too loud when he hit that spot again. And again. “Unh. Issh-” you cried softly.

The sounds of skins slapping each other and the bed creaking bounced off the walls. You felt his deep exhales on your neck. Isshin raised himself to look at you. His wife. You can’t see him watching you. You’re in full bliss. Your body rocked to his pace. Your breasts responding to his thrusts made him studder in his thrusts. You look so beautiful below him and you’re in pure bliss. He stopped his strokes and stayed still - feeling your plush walls squeeze his length, lovingly. “Mmmm.” He moaned, he stayed still for a moment. You whined. “Issh…keep going.” You begged, rolling your hips up. He chuckled, leaning down to kiss your lips. “I know, I know.”

His tongue danced with yours while he thrusted deeply into your core again. The wet strings of your arousal sticked to his pelvis each time he thrusted into your soaked cunt is. “You hear that, honey?” He broke the kiss, listening to the wet sounds of your arousal welcoming him each time he thrusted into your core. “So wet for me.” He praised, rewarding you by rolling his hips to hear some more. The pit of your stomach heats up and coils - your walls started throbbing. “Oh god.. yeah.” You moaned, grabbing his ass and your feet dug on his knees from underneath.

“Good girl.” He praised, raising himself up again and gripping your waist. He began bucking into your cunt, feverishly. The squelching sounds gets louder and mixed with both of your moans. While being mindful of the kids. Your head pushed back into the pillow along with your hands on either side. “Good. Take me in .” He said thickly, his hips meeting yours, quickly. Isshin rubbed your clit to help you until you and him reached each other’s release.

~~~

It’s past 1am.

Isshin woke up and put on his pajama pants. He was going to use the bathroom and then get a glass of water. But before doing that, he opened the twins bedroom door and didn’t find them there. “Hm?” He went downstairs to look for his daughters and He found them both sound asleep on the couch. He chuckled as he took the two bowls from the coffee table and put them in the sink, and then turned off the TV.

“Let them be.”

End.

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ His princess

❖ Character: Isshin

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Summary: the various ways Isshin Kurosaki takes care of his sweet love

❖ WARNINGS: sub!reader, age gap, reader getting called "princess", oral (giving and receiving), unprotected sex, breeding and daddy kink, mentions of spanking, soft Isshin

❖ A/n: a big thank you to @nanamis-wifey-reye and @mekiza for letting me get these thoughts out and helping me make this!

ꕤ You're a friend of Ichigo and come to his place quite a lot so you grew close to his family as well

ꕤ Maybe a bit too close to his dad, Isshin

ꕤ He jokingly said you can call him daddy as well but when you actually did he couldn't deny that it affected him

ꕤ and maybe somewhere between regular dinners and sharing a few jokes things escalated

ꕤ When Ichigo came come he was surprised to see your shoes standing next to the door and the surprise was written all over his face when he ran into you in the hallway

ꕤ “oh hey, i didn't know you would be here today… why w-” he stopped mid sentence and his jaw fell open

ꕤ His dad was leaving the same room you just left only moments ago, hair disheveled and closing his belt

ꕤ you quickly fled the scene as the two men shared a loud conversation of Ichigo's disgust and Isshin's proudness

ꕤ You were Isshin's little secret for a while but sooner or later he couldn't deny that he wanted more than just some fun

ꕤ Isshin is also a firm believer of breakfast being the most important meal of the day - and your cunt is just too delicious

ꕤ the stubble on his chin scraping your sensitive skin as his tongue laps away at your clit, eager to have you start your day with an orgasm

ꕤ Huge man sitting on the floor as he pulls you to the edge of the bed, legs folded to your chest.

ꕤ you don't even need to repay the favor, he just loves to spoil you in every way possible

ꕤ also likes to manhandle you very gently, pushing and pulling you the way he needs you so he can sink his aching length into your sweet core

ꕤ VERY big on praising, worshiping your beautiful body and not being quiet about it

ꕤ please, please cockwarm him while he's doing paperwork in the clinic - he will bend you over the desk to fuck You properly after

ꕤ When he's very stressed he likes to take these frustrations out on you but only if you explicitly allow him to

ꕤ will spank you until you can't sit anymore for days and pound into you hard and fast

ꕤ His aftercare will be the softest though, lots of cuddles, kisses and he will tend to your every need

ꕤ He loves it when you randomly drop to your knees to suck him off, instantly as hard as a rock

ꕤ Isshin thinks he's composed but his cheeks are bright red and desperate hands clutch onto your hair, loud groans and grunts falling from his lips

ꕤ He has a bug breeding kink, loving to release inside of you or just watching it leak out of your entrance

ꕤ And if you happen to call him daddy out of nowhere while he's balls deep inside your cunt? The man will nut instantly

Network: @tokyometronetwork

[m-ayo-o]

camping

18+ // fluff then a lil smut // Isshin Kurosaki :3 wc 600 selfshiptember; 26 [Ichigo’s grown up + not living at home]

You’ve had a gorgeous afternoon in the sun with your boyfriend and his two girls, setting up camp, playing football, and cooking barbecue food together.

Of course, Isshin’s been running around all day after his precious baby girls, who, realistically, are growing up now. You’ve enjoyed seeing them change and mature over the past few years, and they’ve both been so friendly and welcoming to you from the get-go.

Entering a relationship with Isshin was so uncomplicated– he was open and honest with you from the start. You’ve never been with anyone with kids, but you didn’t realise his would be so… cool.

You catch up with Ichigo whenever he visits, and his younger two look up to you and ask for your advice, wanting you to help with their school work and Yuzu just loves that she can rely on you to help around the house. Karin’s just happy she’s got someone relatable to talk with– she’s starting to really open up to you.

Now, after a fun-filled day on your first ever family holiday– as Isshin has been calling it– you welcome in the cooler evening with a campfire and snacks. The girls take their fill of gooey marshmallows and head to their tent after a late night sugar rush, leaving you sitting on Isshin’s lap under the stars.

“You were great with the girls today,” he ponders, looking unusually thoughtful, “thank you.”

He kisses your lips. He feels hot to the touch.

“Mm,” you hum and smile, returning his kiss with a peck on the corner of his mouth.

You know Isshin was anxious about dating at first, but he welcomed you so warmly into his loving family, and now you couldn’t imagine life without them.

“You’re so good for them,” he draws you in closer, making heat rise on your cheeks when he pulls you to straddle his lap, “and they love you– you know that?”

“Mm, it’s easy for them to love– that’s thanks to you.” It’s your turn to make him blush now, “Their daddy takes such good care of them.”

He returns a breathy laugh, kissing you again.

“You ok?” you whisper over his lips, noticing a certain look behind his dark eyes.

“Just let me kiss you some more,” he utters, sealing your lips and peppering your neck, making you giggle and squirm.

But he grabs your wrists, stilling your movements, shrouding you both in a sudden tension.

His lips remain closed over your neck, holding you and starting to suck gently. Your hips move on their own, dragging over his lap as his kisses trail lower and lower, until he reaches the hem of your sundress.

It’s getting hot, your bodies reacting to each other beautifully, until you hear a sudden zipping noise. 

“Ugh, dad…” you hear Karin mutter and trudge off to the bathrooms.

You both just giggle as he picks you up and takes you to your tent, placing you ceremoniously on the air bed as if it’s some five star hotel.

It’s stuffy and hot, and no place to have sex the way you two like it, so he settles for more kissing, only this time he’s able to continue and pull off your clothes, eagerly burying his face between your legs.

He works you open with his hot tongue, enjoying your taste as you hum and moan as quietly as possible, accepting every loving lick and stroke until you’re too sensitive to continue, pushing him away gently.

He huffs and kisses your thighs, still needy for more as he collapses next to you.

But you’re sure to wake up nice and early to repay him, taking care of his morning wood as the sun is rising.

selfshiptember 26!!

likes, comments + reblogs appreciated! <3

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

Bleach Characters and Winnie the Pooh Characters

It’s late, IDK. But there is no denying that some of the personalities/energies match up. For example: 1. Kira and Eeyore

2. Renji and Tigger

3. Momo and Piglet

4. Matsumoto & Histugaya and Kanga & Roo

5. Isshin and Winnie the Pooh

6. Ukitake and Rabbit

[celticcatgirl2]

“My fatherly intuition is tingling!!! I fear my son may be falling in with a hooligan crowd that partakes in marijuana and illegal graffiti art….WITHOUT HIS OLD MAN!!!!”

[10supernova]

[zowenryu]

Nnoitra Gilga ｡.ᐟ

[randombook4idk]

im very proud of this

[brittscafe]

Bleach Headcanons

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞:

Includes: All male captains, expect Yamamoto.

Also, this gif of Jūshirō and Shunsui has me rolling, just look at their faces and the way Jūshirō claps 😭

Jūshirō Ukitake Squad 13: This man is sooo sweet and cuddly, ugh I just want to pinch his cheeks. I don’t make the rules, but he’s the little spoon every single time. He loves to hold onto you and he feels safe in your arms. Every moment in your arms, he forgets about his illness and feels absolutely loved. He likes to listen to your heartbeat and you often run your fingers through his long hair.

Shinji Hirako Squad 5: You can’t tell me this man doesn’t have any mischievous intentions behind the way he cuddles you. He goes crazy when you cuddle on your sides and your whole body is pressed up against him, especially your ass. He doesn’t care how you cuddle as long as your bodies are touching. He craves your touch, no matter how.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya Squad 10: He hates to admit it, but he loves being both the big and little spoon. He adores being the little spoon when he’s having a tough day and he feels supported, but he also loves to hold you in his arms. He will rub your back and you will both talk about how your days are going. He loves to engage in conversation with you and take his mind off of things.

Byakuya Kuchiki Squad 6: He is always the big spoon and he refuses to have it any other way. He wants to protect you and keep your safe as he values your life so much. You also feel the same way, so when you cuddle you make sure to hold onto him tight, your arms around his torso and squeeze him gently. You don’t think that he notices, but he notices even the tiniest squeeze you give him. He holds the back of your head and has his other hand on your cheek, admiring your beauty and love that you hold in your eyes for him. 

Shunsui Kyōraku Squad 8: You absolutely love to cuddle on top of him and rest your head on his large chest. It’s the perfect spot for you and Shunsui always becomes relaxed as you snuggle into him. Shunsui will whisper cocky comments to you about the odd way you like to cuddle, but Shunsui wouldn’t have it any other way. He holds the back of your head with one hand and the other on the back of your thigh. Although, once in a while he hand likes to travel other places...

Kenpachi Zaraki Squad 11: Now, this man is known for being a violent fighter and he lives for the fights, but a sigh of relief always leaves his lips when he can come home to your arms. He likes to dip his head down into the crook of your neck, leaving some kisses there and he wraps his arms around your waist. Sometimes, you have some trouble breathing as you become crushed underneath him, but you would never want to disturb his chance at peace. Your hands go up and down the large of his back as you two lay in silence.

Mayuri Kuotsuchi Squad 12: He’s a mad scientist and spends most of his time in the lab. It’s you coming to visit him during the late nights and practically begging him for an ounce of attention. Mayuri ends up giving in and pries his eyes from work. He pulls you onto his lap and onto his cramped chair. It’s not the most comfortable, but your happy as long as you're getting attention.

Kensei Muguruma Squad 9: He’s known for being serious and very easily annoyed, but not around you. You loves to hold onto his muscular arms and you rest your head there, often falling asleep. His hands rest on your waist and he often jokes about how you have a death grip on his arms. Kensei takes great pride as he carefully moves the pieces of hair that fall into your face so that nothing disturbs your sleep.

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi Squad 3: He’s a very laid back man as everyone knows, but he takes cuddling with you very seriously. He acts as if it's his only duty and there are no jokes on the job. You rest your head in his lap and gaze into his eyes as he has one arm over your stomach and the other supporting the back of your head. He will often cup your cheeks and hover over you, placing soft kisses all along your face. 

[danisphinx]

Who's your Daddy?😉

Happy Birthday Isshin!⚡💥

[toshiro-taichou]

Imagine with the Kurosaki Family and Toshiro

Imagine if Toshiro went with Isshin when Isshin went to investigate the world of the living and where he met Masaki. Instead of returning to the Seireitei, Toshiro stayed with Isshin and Masaki. Masaki saw Toshiro as her own son and Toshiro was adopted into the family. When Ichigo was born, Toshiro brought it upon himself to be the best big brother to Ichigo as he could. Funny enough, staying in the world of the living, Toshiro was able to grow up.

He was close with the Kurosaki siblings and barely got a peace of silence when the Kurosaki siblings were awake. He helped them with anything. He was entirely protective with the Kurosaki family. Masaki and the others always got a laugh whenever Isshin always attack Toshiro, especially when Toshiro kicked Isshin into a closet and locked him in.

Whenever there was a hollow situation, Toshiro had already dealt with it before it bothered people. However, it got hard when Ichigo grew up. On the day of Masaki's death, Toshiro was with Kisuke and Yoruichi and by the time he sensed Grandfisher and got to the location, it was already too late. He held Ichigo as he silently cried while Ichigo was crying loudly against him. He felt complete guilty but Isshin told him not to.

When Ichigo grew up and became a Shinigami, Toshiro decided to reveal the truth to Ichigo about who he is but not who Isshin and Masaki are. He helped Ichigo train and went to the Seireitei with Ichigo and his group to save Rukia.

This is all I have for now.