#bleach/gn! reader

[huecomymundo]

Salutations! Welcome to my corner of the internet! I'm not new to tumblr, I've been around the block~ So here's what to expect from me:

Writing! Oc's! X Reader! This is a request blog! Send me your request, and I may or may not write it! I'm doing this for free, and will only have so many slots for requests.

This is an NSFW blog! If you are a minor, please do not interact with my NSFW or ask for it. You will not receive it.

Requests unspecified to be a: Drabble (short but sweet), Headcanon's, or a short story/scenario (full fics are not offered at this time, because that means 1000+ words and words are hard lol) will be randomly chosen by ~moi~ so if you want something specific, you MUST include it.

I only write x Male Reader or Gender Neutral for personal reasons. Besides.. There isn't enough Male Reader's out there. 😏

I'll have 5 slots open for requests.. Now, just straight up asking me a plain 'character x reader' is fine and dandy! but.. The more specific you are, the more I can write! Example: Kenpachi x Shy! Male reader going on a cute but embarrassing date (because Zaraki loves embarrassing him 💜) give's me more to work with since it gives me a set personality I can build around, instead of doing everything myself. Which I have no problems with!

You can request up to 9 character's max, but be aware that the writing will be shorter or vary in length.

It's acceptable to ask for:

-X reader (will be Male or Gender Neutral as a given.) Please specify if you want SFW or NSFW, and who's topping/bottoming in the NSFW scenario.

-Character x Character (Ships include: Kisuke x Aizen, Gin x Rangiku, Shunsui x Jushiro, Gojo x Geto, Yomo x Uta, you get it!) Self Inserts/OC x Character is something your better off commissioning me. I will not write your OC for nothing..

-Fetish writing (ex: Pregnancy/Mpreg, Cumflation, belly bulge, overstim, spit, more cum, bondage, all those lovely things.) If you have a specific kink you want written, then tell me about it.

-Fluff, Angst, or Slice of Life.. Etc. If you have something you specifically want, make sure to include it or you might not get what you want.

-An emotinally traumatic event. Such as death of a loved one, still birth, loss of a body part, so on. If it's anything extreme/beyond that, I will ask you to send me a DM/ask detailing on how you want me to go about it. I love writing about heavy subject's!

Don't be shy! I don't bite! This isn't an outline of what you should say in an ask, so don't worry if you go beyond what I've listed.

The fandoms I will loyally work for:

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Bleach

-Tokyo Ghoul

They are a large comfort margin to me as I am the most familiar with their universes, and the character's. I've written alot of personal fics and original character's with these fandoms, and I will die for them.

There is also a possibility you will see another fandom guest star here, or someone might just be so convincing I'll write for another fandom~

It's a bonus if you ask for a character whom is blorbo- meaning I'll write extra for them! The one's with hearts are my utmost favorites.

Which I'll list!

-Geto Suguru 💙

-Kenjaku💜

-Uta ❤

-Tokinada Tsunayashiro 💚

-Toji Fushiguro/Toji Zen'in

-Ulquiorra Cifer

-Aizen Sosuke

-Kisuke Urahara

-Gin Ichimaru

Those are the faves~ If thou ask, ye shall receive..

You may also inquire about my Oc's! I don't think anyone really cares if I do or don't list them, so if your interested send an ask for one or all three of the fandoms, and I'll blab about my kids.. My very tall, older than me kids.

Now everybody's least favorite- The things I won't do:

-Anything relating to Fem! Reader. I'm a gay man, and I love men. That is my preference, I don't have to write what I'm not comfortable with. If your unhappy about that, oh well! It's my blog, not yours. (I've written it for asks before, if your curious. Please do not ask for it.)

-Extreme/Gross fetishes. Meaning- anything to do with scat, watersports, diapers, de-aging.. You get the idea.

-ANYTHING, anything relating to sexual assult. I will absolutely not write about rape and never will. Everything I write is consensual. I will write a scenario where it's a agreed upon act between the character's and part of the foreplay. Consent is given and a relationship is established. There is no 'one party wants and the other doesn't.'

-I will not write about Minors in any sexual fashion, because no. Absolutely not.

-Abuse. I will not write physically abusing someone. They can do all the drugs they want, drink all they want, but they will not raise a hand against their lover. You can ask for past abuse, but I will not write present abuse.

-I will not kill a character just because You don't like them.

-Anything morally questionable, if the character isn't already so. If it's out of character, you must negotiate with me. (Being morally questionable, for someone like say, Kisuke, to murder someone. I need a reason why he would do such a thing.. But OOC is not something you need to negotiate with me, and can be asked for. Such an example, is cuddly Tokinada. That's fine.) Dead Dove content is not my thing, sorry.

That's it (for now) of what I won't do.

If you have any questions/comments/concerns about anything, feel free to DM me or send an ask!

I'm open to chat, but as I have a life I may have spaced out posting and replies. If you are pushy about your request it will take longer! Feel free to send an ask about your request if you are unsure if I got it.

If you are mean/disrespectful to me I have every right to block you without warning. I will not tolerate hate directed twords me and my audience.

FIVE OUT OF FIVE SLOTS TAKEN: check the pinned post for wip update's! Please be patient because writing takes time and thinking. I take my time so I can give quality writing. Remember I am a person too, and have a life outside of tumblr.

SLOT 1- Byakuya Kuchiki x Gin Ichimaru Fic (WIP, ask received!)

SLOT 2- Sub! Byakuya x Dom! Reader (WIP, ask received!)

SLOT 3- Shunsui/Ukitake Comforting M! Reader who had a really bad day, and is snappy! (Ask received!)

SLOT 4- Shinji getting his back blown out (Ask received!)

SLOT 5- Enemies To Lover's Top! Tokinada x Male! Reader /history is tense btwn these two 👀/ (Ask received!)

If you want to commission me, it's a huge help! And will help me keep writing. You get a quality fanfic specially written for you, and I get to write for you. I also draw! I will write and draw for you for money. Prices are negotiable.

(Yes its alot of tags because I intend on writing, requests or no.)

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[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

[meracyn]

The love you left behind

oneshot. gn reader, angst.

tw ; mentions of death

How long has it been already?

One month? Two? Is it five now? The days after the accident blurred together, it all happened too fast— You didn’t remember anymore.

You stood up, and walked over to where your lover sat on the soft grass, gazing out at the river, a pebble in hand. The sky above was coated in orange and pinkish hues, the sunset painting the clouds in a faint gray color mixed with purple, swaying in the cool breeze.

You stayed still, watching quietly. Even though you wanted to speak, you wouldn’t be heard. You were gone after all—

you were dead.

I wish things didn’t end this way.

It had become a routine; this silent watch over them—making sure they were doing well. In the beginning, it was hell. The shouts, the intense denial, the pain. The line that separated the living and the deceased wasn’t too wide.

You still held feelings, memories of your life throughout the years, still shed tears, even without a beating heart.

The pain was supposed to be gone after death. Why is it still there?

Loneliness, sorrow, love, too. It wasn’t different, it felt exactly the same. But it doesn’t matter, your feelings wouldn’t be able to reach them.

Unless we reunite in death.

As more time went by, you started to realize they were moving on— with someone else. Filling the void in their heart, forgetting about you. You could see it in their eyes, you could feel it even—the look of hope, of healing. The way their heart began to beat a bit quicker each time the two were met.

Can you still feel heartbreak even without a beating heart?

You finally had the answer.

You wanted to be angry. Hold a grudge against the person, shout and somehow reach out to your lover and be remembered again. Be loved again. But you couldn’t. You had no voice, nothing to carry your pain in.

Filled with dread, betrayal. You tried to accept their decision and let go, to be happy, but you couldn’t deny the growing feeling of resentment.

Is it selfish to wish that you never let me go?

You could only watch. Watch and wish. Wish that you were still a part of their love, be reassured and held in their arms once again. To be told “I love you” one last time.

But those wishes were unreciprocated. You were forgotten already, fading away in the back of their mind. The pain was unbearable, you weren’t in peace. The vow you once made after death to always protect them, ended up being broken.

You couldn’t watch anymore.

Either way, it wouldn’t have mattered if you still did or not.

After all, they were happy with someone else now.

— Aether, Izuku, Denki, Childe, Meguru, Gojo, Shoto, Tanaka, Tanjiro, Nagisa, Itto, Gorou, any of your favorite characters!

[quintiscent]

Nerd!Ichigo drabbles

My first post on here , , I hope you enjoy it !!

genre: fluff! Gn reader x Ichigo

Nerd!Ichigo who is INSANELY into English and would have endless books on English literature and random dictionaries for conjugation. Sometimes, you’d go into his room and stare in awe at the amount of books he has. He might be a better tutor than Uryu…

Nerd!Ichigo who rambles to you about plays based on or inspired by Shakespeares writing when your English class has a classical literature assignment.

Nerd!Ichigo who you found out to be a musical nerd once you saw his tabs while the two of you were studying and going over each other’s self check essays.

Nerd!Ichigo who has SIX as a guilty pleasure and would rewatch it every few months ever since you introduced him to it. (His favorite queen is Anne Boleyn!)

Nerd!Ichigo who would be singing “all you wanna do” in private when he thinks no one is looking.

Nerd!Ichigo who gets caught singing randomly by you while he was waiting at the school gates to walk home with you.

Nerd!Ichigo who would get teased endlessly by you in private ever since that day. You wouldn’t notice it amidst your laughter and teasing that the carrot top’s scowl had something softer to it…

Nerd!Ichigo who would window shop hobby stores for gundam mechs while the two of you would hang out.

Nerd!Ichigo who you notice would be staring at a gundam aerial figure a little longer than the rest.

Nerd!Ichigo whose birthday comes around and you surprised him with the exact figure he was staring at in the shop. He couldn’t be more thankful, he might cherish this gift quite a lot more than you’d expect…

Nerd!Ichigo who slowly comes around to picking up on the anime you were recently obsessed with. He pulled an all nighter once just to catch up and chat with you about it.

Nerd!Ichigo who gets more and more manga you’d recommend him. He already had some before, but thanks to you it had largely expanded. You both would lend each other manga and on some days would read together in his room.

Nerd!Ichigo who becomes more attentive of your interests, the same as you were with him.

Nerd!Ichigo who suddenly gets more comfortable with talking about the things he liked with you. It was a good way of getting stress off. With you, it felt calm, unlike his substitute shinigami life which consists of fighting off hollows and making sure everyone is safe.

Nerd!Ichigo who you notice had become softer around you. Sure, he was still rough around the edges, but there was something about his gaze on you lingering a little longer. You wouldn’t notice it, but there was a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips everytime you talked.

Nerd!Ichigo who gradually tries to show his feelings subtly and picks up more on the things about you. He slowly fell in love with you, and he couldn’t be more awkward about it, yet it dearly warms his heart.

DO NOT steal, reposts are appreciated! Asks are always open ♡

[solannn]

hello, hello!

i just saw your angst/fluff prompt, and may i request m!reader and shinji hirako from bleach with the fluff prompt, "you're so cute when you're half asleep"?

like, its just a nice sleepy morning?

if you can't or don't want to, it's okay! just ignore this and i hope you have a nice day!

─── 🐹 𝓦𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : none! Gender is barely mentioned pure fluff. lieutenant!reader 𓏵

The delicate glow of the morning sun quietly spills through the window of the 5th Division barracks, bathing the room in a soft, golden light that seems to embrace the entire space. It is one of those rare mornings when the world feels suspended in time—serene, almost otherworldly—inviting you to linger in the comfort of your bed just a little longer. The rhythmic hum of life outside is muffled, as if the very air has softened, allowing you to enjoy the blissful solitude of the moment. Beneath the warmth of the covers, you remain cocooned, nestled deeply within the embrace of sleep, unaware of the passing minutes.

Gradually, the warmth of the sunlight intensifies, a gentle force that presses against your eyelids and awakens you from your dreams. Slowly, your eyes flutter open, the world around you still blurry as the light dances across the room. You blink several times, struggling to adjust, your vision still clouded by sleep. The rays of the morning sun are vivid, almost too bright, as if the day itself is beckoning you to rise. You squint, squashing the sleepiness that clings to you like a heavy fog, but the rest of the world still feels distant, as though you are caught between the hazy veil of slumber and the crispness of reality.

Your hair is a mess—wild and tangled from a night spent in restless sleep—and you find yourself momentarily tangled in the blanket as you attempt to sit up. With a soft sigh, you push the covers aside, your limbs heavy, as if they haven’t yet decided to wake. You rub your eyes with the back of your hand, groaning slightly at the lingering tiredness that refuses to leave. It feels as though time is moving too fast, and yet too slowly, as you struggle to return to the land of the fully awake.

As you turn to the left, your gaze falls upon a figure sitting on the floor near the edge of the room. His long, blonde hair falls gently over his shoulders, catching the light in a way that makes it seem almost ethereal. His brown eyes, warm and steady, gaze at you with a soft smile that feels strangely tender, the kind of smile that seems to hold a thousand unspoken words. The recognition hits you like a wave, and your mind clears just enough to realize who it is.

“Captain Shinji… what are you doing in my room?” you ask, your voice still thick with sleep, the words leaving your lips in a soft murmur. You blink several times, confused by his presence in your quarters.

Shinji’s smile widens at your question, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he regards you, seemingly unbothered by your confusion. “Ah, so you’re finally awake,” he says with a playful lilt to his voice, his tone light and easy as though he has been waiting for this moment for ages. “You’re so cute when you’re half asleep, you know that?”

There’s something in his voice—soft, tender, but filled with a quiet affection—that makes your heart flutter unexpectedly. His words are not just playful but wrapped in a warmth that seems to belong only to moments like these. It’s as if, in this rare instant, he’s allowing himself to be vulnerable, to let his guard down. The teasing is gentle, almost endearing, and it’s clear that he is relishing in your sleepy state.

You struggle to find the energy to form a coherent response, your mind still hazy from the sleep you’ve yet to shake off. Instead, you simply grunt, your words slurring together in a half-hearted attempt to respond. “I… don’t… know…” you murmur, too tired to finish the thought. Your voice is thick with sleep, still heavy as you try to gather yourself.

Reluctantly, you swing your legs over the side of the bed, your feet meeting the cool floor beneath you. Your body feels weak, your legs unsteady, and you can barely muster the strength to stand. The world around you feels as though it’s still spinning, and you find yourself stumbling forward, trying to make your way toward him.

Shinji watches you closely, his expression softening into something more affectionate as he observes your uncoordinated movements. A gentle laugh escapes him, one filled with fondness and mirth, though his eyes never lose their warmth. He doesn’t move to stop you, though, allowing you to take your time as you fumble toward him, clearly amused by your sleepy state.

Before you can even reach him, Shinji is already by your side, moving with a casual grace that seems effortless. His hand brushes lightly against your shoulder, the touch brief but enough to steady you. He’s close now, his presence calming, his warmth radiating off him as he watches you with quiet amusement. You blink up at him, still struggling to fully wake up, and your vision remains hazy, your body still half-engulfed in sleep’s embrace.

Without warning, you feel your legs give way beneath you, the exhaustion pulling you down like an anchor. Just as you think you might fall, Shinji’s arm wraps around your waist, effortlessly pulling you against his chest. The moment you make contact with him, your body sags against his, the fatigue too much to fight off any longer. You rest your head against his chest, too tired to stand on your own, and for a moment, it feels as if the world outside has ceased to exist.

Shinji lets out a soft chuckle, the sound deep and comforting, as he feels you succumb to sleep once again. His hand gently brushes through your hair, his fingers gliding through the tangles with a tenderness that surprises you. “You really can’t stay awake for long, can you?” he murmurs, his voice low and affectionate. His other hand presses against your back, pulling you closer as if he’s trying to shield you from the world’s demands.

The soft hum of his voice, the warmth of his body, and the comfort of his touch lull you back into a state of blissful drowsiness. You find yourself, once again, half asleep on his uniform, a soft, content drool escaping your lips. You can feel his heartbeat beneath your cheek, steady and reassuring, and it’s almost as though the world around you has slowed down just for this moment. In the quiet of the room, Shinji’s presence is all you need to feel at ease, his affectionate teasing now replaced by a tender sense of security.

As you drift back into sleep, you can hear his voice again, softer this time, almost like a whisper. “Rest, Lieutenant. There’s no rush. I’ll stay here as long as you need me.” His words are filled with a tenderness that goes beyond the playful teasing of earlier, and in that moment, you realize that there is more to his affections than meets the eye.

[whitefoxfiction]

Okay! Headcanons (don't mind me being mildly tipsy lol)!

Who would build Lego with reader? Urahara? Kira? Hisagi?

Thanks for the request! This is my first time writing headcanons specifically in this format. This turned to be more like what would they do if they found you drinking and building with Legos. I included Ukitake and Grimmjow as a bonus. I hope you like it!

Reader has gotten their hands on both some quality booze and an interesting toy from the Wolrd of the Living. They have made the bold move to dump said Legos out, spread out the instructions, and attempt to build their new project while bordering on being drunk. How will their friend/ S.O. react??

SFW, Rated T for teen, allusions to smut, nothing actually explict, fluffy bits, drinking, swearing. gn!reader Kisuke Urahara, Shūhei HIsagi, Jūshirō Ukitake, Izuru Kira, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Kisuke Urahara

When Kisuke sees you all hunched over with your tongue poking out of your mouth in concentration, his first thought will be to wonder what the hell sort of contraption you are building at 11 pm. That becomes apparent within a matter of seconds as he silently watches you drink your booze from the bottle while you play with a children’s toy as he lurks in the doorway. With no one else there to see, the corners of his mouth will turn up into a little smile of genuine affection. He does briefly wonder why you have chosen his dining table for your drunken Lego building, however. Then, he decides it doesn’t matter.

Why doesn’t it matter? Because he knows you are drunk, oblivious to his presence, and the look of concentration on your face is too cute to ignore. And, how can he possibly resist the urge to scare the crap out of you like the troll he is? If your ‘drunk concentration face’ looks cute, then he’s sure that your flustered, ‘post-jump scare face’ will look downright sexy.

As the former head of the Onmitsukidō Detention Unit, it’s absolute child’s play for him to sneak up right behind you with you none the wiser, at least until he makes his presence known by leaning over your shoulder.

“Good evening, ______-ちゃん~!” He’ll give you The Grin. You know the one. It’s the grin that manages to be a perfect mix of a shit-eating smirk and a little smile of complete innocence. Your less inhibited state means it’s guaranteed to ruffle your feathers just as much as being startled does.

If he’s feeling generous, he might not even dodge the sloppy, startled swing you take at him. It’s not like you’ll really hurt him anyway, but he’ll hold his nose and pout about how mean you are to him before happily sitting down next to you on the tatami.

Kisuke will watch you struggle with the tiny pieces while looking over the directions. If it’s a set with moving parts, he’s already figured out 5 ways to improve the design without requiring a single extra piece before you realize he’s stolen the instructions. Then, he will commence pouring you more drinks and teasing you with “helpful advice” (while never actually helping) until you’re an irritated, plastered mess.

He’ll somehow still manage to charm you into abandoning your Lego project in favor of letting him carry you off to bed. His bed since you are obviously too drunk to go anywhere else.

This outcome is inevitable. He already had 20 contingincy plans to get you right where he wanted you before he even walked into the room.

Shūhei Hisagi

Shūhei‘s interest in your Lego building project will vary depending on what you are putting together. Star War Legos? Probably not. A giant Lego guitar or a Lego motorbike? Now you’ve caught his interest.

His interest in the quality of your alcohol, however, will be immediate, and he will be more than happy to partake as long as he is off duty (and it isn’t a deadline week for the Seireitei Bulletin).

If you’re just friends with Shūhei, he will likely hang out and happily drink your booze with you. (Don’t worry, he’ll return the favor, even though he’ll have to go into more debt with Urahara to get the good stuff.) This may or may not involve you being serenaded in some fashion before you both pass out.

If Shūhei is your s/o, he will not only drink your booze with you—and you probably invited him to, lets be honest—but he will also offer to help in some way or other. Perhaps it’s by holding what you’ve built still so it doesn’t run away from you when you try to snap on the next damnably tiny piece or by trying to decipher the instructions. Or, maybe he’ll just pour your drinks and offer to rub your shoulders while he watches you work.

He will certainly get up and make you both snacks. Shūhei is handy enough in the kitchen that whipping up a little something is no sweat, even if he’s already hammered. In fact, he’ll probably insist, bless his poor little cinnamon roll heart. (Think what you want about Matsumoto, but you can’t deny that she has the boy well-trained.)

As Shūhei‘s s/o you will definitely be getting serenaded once he’s good and toasted. The upside to being his s/o in this situation is that it is very easy to get him to stop without hurting his feelings. You just have to kiss him senseless and give him something else to occupy his hands.

And that is where your Lego building comes to a halt. If you haven’t finished the set by this point, that will be waiting until morning.

Jūshirō Ukitake

Jūshirō is always interested in whatever it is that you are doing. If he’s feeling well enough and not pressed with important deadlines, he will sit down beside you, tea in hand.

Of course, he’ll scold you a little when he realizes you are drunk, but it’s a very half-hearted sort of scolding. “______-chan! How much have you had to drink? It’s not good for you to drink so much, and all alone!” … “Shunsui came by earlier? Ah, well… I suppose that explains some things.” Under his breath, he will mutter something about having to “have a talk with Shunsui later.”

It doesn’t take much to distract him from his gentle lecture. You just have to smile at him sweetly, lean your head against his shoulder, and thank him for looking after you so well. He’ll clear his throat and take a drink of his tea to hide the color in his cheeks.

If you talk him through what you are trying to accomplish, Jūshirō’s inner child will come to the surface in no time. He’ll look over your shoulder at the directions, and if you haven’t done so already, he will offer to sort all the pieces by color for you.

Jūshirō gets this adorable, boyish grin on his face any time he has the good fortune to indugle in childish things, a grin that is often present when you buy him his favorite sweets. He will certainly enjoy his time with you, but if you have the bonsai tree legos, you should probably just focus on drinking because...

Jūshirō is going to steal your toy from you. He may or may not follow the instructions. “I’m sure they’ve printed this incorrectly. This branch should surely go here.” or “This would look so much better if we just trimmed it down by a couple of bricks. There! That’s lovely!” His bonsai pruning skills (or lack thereof) will be put to use. You just don’t have the heart to tell him no.

But, that’s ok because the best part of the whole experince is watching Jūshirō when he goes into ‘second childhood’ mode. It’s the cutest thing ever, and never fails to make your heart do little flips in your chest. The pleasantly warm and fuzzy feeling from the alcohol only adds to the attraction, and Jūshirō might well find you drapped over his shoulders like his Captain’s haori long before that Lego set is completely constructed.

This leads to more adorable blushing on Jūshirō’s part, which eventually leads to playtime that has nothing to do with Legos.

Izuru Kira

The serious and often gloomy Izuru doesn’t have much use for children’s toys from the World of the Living, but like his friend Hisagi-san, the alcohol will probably catch his attention, especially given what he has been dealing with the last few months.

If he isn’t on duty early the next morning and he’s not too covered up with paperwork, you can probably convince him to have a few rounds with you. If you have managed to gain his trust enough to be his s/o, then he will look back and forth between you, the bottle, you, the door, you…

If he has obligations the next day, he will feel guilty, but he will also trust you to understand and will try to excuse himself, promising to spend time with you as soon as he off duty, for dinner perhaps. “Ah, I’m so sorry ______-さん. Requisition reports are— Ah! _____, wh-what are you—?! W-wait! The door is wide o— Mmphf!!”

Izuru works far too hard, and you have no trouble taking it upon yourself to be sure that he doesn’t work himself into a bed at the 4th Division’s Coordinated Relief Station. It is criminally easy to get Izuru flustered, even without the aid of alcohol, so your drunken affections will have him ushering you back to whatever spot you’ve chosen for your building project in short order. Anything to get the door shut and make you stop trying to kiss him in plain view of the street.

Getting Izuru truly interested in the Legos might take some effort, but wheedling him into staying with you will be a fairly easy task. Suggesting that you will just have to drink the entire bottle so it doesn’t go to waste (which you might really do) should be enough to bring out his protective side. After all, he can’t have his s/o getting hurt because they got completely wasted and he left them unattended.

Izuru will tell himself that he’s only staying to make sure you don’t get yourself into any trouble since you are already too far gone to talk sense into. He’ll tell himself that, but let’s face it, if the saké is sitting in plain view, he’s gonna cave and have just one cup. Okay. Maaaybe two.

After his third or fourth cup, Izuru is sitting shoulder to shoulder with you helping you put together that Lego set. Izuru is, unfortunately, a bit of a lightweight compared to you when it comes to his alcohol tolerance, so he is almost as uncoordinated as you are by this point. It’s the perfect time to turn your current activity into a drinking game! Put a piece on wrong? Take a drink. Fail to get a piece taken on or off in three tries? Take a drink!

It turns out that Izuru is woefully bad at this game. He also gets over heated quite easily when he drinks. Somewhere between cups six and eight, he will start stripping out of his shihakushō. By the eight to ten cup mark, he is laid out on your floor in nothing but his fundoshi, his face flushed from the alcohol (and from your merciless teasing.) The Legos have been completely forgotten by this point.

You have hidden what’s left of the alcohol since you don’t want to end up holding his bangs back while he pukes (again.) You aren’t enough of a jerk to totally take advantage of Izuru when he’s this drunk. You’re even nice enough to help him stumble off to bed (your bed) for some drunken snuggles, and when he wakes up in morning with a horrible hangover, you’ll know just how to help him get rid of that awful headache.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

As you squint at the instructions trying to make the words hold still, you’ll be rudely interrupted by a voice from behind. “Oi! The fuck is that?”

He’ll huff at you, arms crossed over his chest as you grin up at him and give a rambling explanation of what Legos are and why you wanted them and how fun it is even though you were just swearing because you can’t pry apart two tiny pieces you put together by mistake.

“Wait a damn… why’re you drunk? No, I’m not helping you, not until you tell me where you got the booze!” He’ll growl and grumble and threaten a few people—“Kurosaki get those for you? No? Ha! It musta been pervy hat! Yeah, well I’ll take care of that bastard as soon as I take care of you” He’ll leer at you in a totally lascivious way—then totally deny that he’s jealous after you manage to tell him it was Nel that brought things back for you.

He’ll scoff about ’stupid human toys’ to shift the focus away from being called out on his jealousy and adamantly refuse to help you. “Heh. No fuckin’ way. I don’t build shit, I break it!” Eventually he’ll give in to to your cleverly calculated pouting, carefully prying apart your misplaced Lego bricks. He will also confiscate your booze “for your own good dammit.”

Grimmjow may or may not drink said booze, depending on what it is and how much is left, but one thing is certain; you’re damn sure not getting any more.

If he’s particularly bored, he will be an absolute ass about making sure you can’t concentrate on those Legos for shit. If he didn’t drink your booze, he will probably taunt you with the bottle at some point, until you are in a hopeless game of keep-away-way where Grimmjow’s objective is getting you so riled up that you try to climb him like a tree to reach the bottle. (If he did drink the booze, he’ll steal the directions instead.)

This never ends with you getting back whatever he is holding hostage. It usually ends with you tossed over his shoulder and carried off to bed… if you make it that far.

He thinks he’s won, but this was actually your plan all along.

[imaginingbleach]

Crushing HCs

Request?: No, but feel free to request for others

Warnings: slightly insecure reader

Ichigo Kurosaki

It's a bit funny how long it would take the two of you to realize you liked each other.

He was oblivious to your feelings and had to keep his >:( persona, even if way too many people could see through that.

You? You had a number of reasons why he couldn't possibly like you.

One major reason was you were sure he liked Rukia or Orihime...

Maybe even Chad or Uryū...

But you? Nah, no way.

You figured you weren't his type; weren't good looking enough; weren't strong enough; didn't have the right kind of personality...

The possibility list was long.

Everyone around the two of you knew though.

It was so obvious to them that it would become almost painful to see how you both just barely avoided confessing or slipping up so freaking often.

You had buried your feelings for Ichigo so far down that you didn't notice the tiny ways he was unconsciously flirting with you.

He would go out of his way to give you little compliments... Sure he didn't shower you in them, but he gave you at least one every time he saw you.

He would bring an extra umbrella in case you forgot yours on days everyone was hanging out...

Or go one step further to just walk you home. He'd come up with some excuse as why he had to go that way anyway, but he really just wanted to spend more time with you.

It wouldn't be until he complimented you very bluntly that you would even entertain the idea of him flirting with you.

"Ichigo, if you say things like that, you're going to give me the wrong idea about us," you'd laugh awkwardly.

"And what idea might that be?" He's just staring at you with that soft smile on his face, knowing he'll finally get you to see his feelings soon.

"T... That you're flirting with me, which can't be true because why would you like me? There's-"

"But I am flirting with you."

He would wait exactly ten seconds to watch your reaction, laugh softly, then explain a number of reasons why he likes you.

He would gently take your hand in his as he explains, squeezing it now and again.

When he was done and your brain had fully wrapped around the idea that your crush likes you back...

You'd jump into his arms to hug him and give him a big kiss.

You're both a little shocked by this, but neither of you are willing to pull away yet...

You end up just spending the afternoon talking with him and about how to move forward.

You agreed that you've both been pining for too long to not call him your boyfriend.

He'll call you whatever makes you happy; he's just happy to finally be dating you.

The rest of the afternoon is spent just laying around and talking about anything and everything.

It feels like there's a slight barrier that's been lifted now that you've both confessed and it just makes it that much easier to open up to one another about everything else.

[azes-ocean]

The Love Of Your Life

Tw: Angsty, emotional manipulation Tags: any-pov, x reader, male {{char}} An: I have been so offline, haha. my bad. ˜”°•.˜”°• Summary •°”˜.•°”˜ You were bruised. You were brocken. You were bleeding. Then... You are happy. You are proud. You are loved. You are living the life so many dream for. You had 3 wonderful children and a husband who loves you. It was the dream come true for many, including you. Warmth and love filled your every day, company accompanied your every breath. Happiness traced your every memory. Sometimes, you grew old, you were kidnapped, you died. Yet every time, you never felt the pain. Every time you ended up in the arms of the man you loved. It was perfect. It was wonderful. Yet... You were.... You were... You are... You are... Who are you?

You were Ȧ̷̧̢͚̼͈̟͂̏́͒̿̚ǹ̶̢̛̓̇̋̍̾̍̄ĝ̷̛̗̱̭̫̘̤͓͜͝ṳ̷̱̈̑̑i̸̦̖̤͈͎̺͇͖͚̯͊̓̈́̋̿̑͠ś̶̛̟͔̟͚̲͂͐͛͊͌͐͘͠ͅḧ̵͚̬̫̽̾̓̓͊ę̵̜̭͖̭̠͊̌̽̾̂̽͜͠d̸̨̮̻̩̬͙͍̩̗͌̽̓͒̑̄̉͋̍͂ͅ The metallic taste of your own blood stained your tongue. Blood dripped from your uncountable wounds, pooling around you. The Love Of Your Life was beside you, there eyes wide and full of pain and betrayal. Your eyes fell to the spear pierced in your side, impaling your heart. The spear originally aimed to him. And you smiled, as if some sort of messed up inside joke were being made. Then you fell to your knees, your head falling listlessly as your lover's cries faded with your vision. "Don't go, please…" A beg from him-a plea you knew you couldn't fulfill. Your senses were dull now. You didn't even know if he was yelling or crying the words anymore. Your so sorry. But you couldn't have let that spear pierce him instead. He had so much more life compared to you, you who was already bleeding rivers before the spear. His cries were the last sounds you heard. You were Ḩ̴̢̮̣̦͚̙̮̌͒͘a̴̱̹̝̠͓̦̰̦̱͌̇͜͠p̶̢̲̼̱̜̳̄̔͝͠p̶̟͎̣͈̔̀́̆y̸̡̢̨̛̦̘͎̌̇̿̽͐̿̕͝͝

You sat at a dinner table, The Love Of Your Life at your side. Your children sat infront of you, excitedly talking over each other with talk of their day. "I scored a really good goal in soccer practice today!" "My teacher said my homework was perfect!" "My friends said that my ex bo-I mean ex-bestie!- got a new girlfriend!" You heard your love giggle quietly beside you, leaning on your shoulder. His fingers deftly started to play with your hair, a smile gracing his lips. "They grow so fast..." He whispered, his voice filled with warmth. "It seems like just yesterday you were fussing about their sunbathing schedule." That drew a quiet laugh from you. You were P̶̨̛͇̣͉͎̦̗͎͓̗̉̽͐͛̈́͌͝͠r̸̫̼̩̙̜͚̺̀̇̏̈́o̷̩͓̺̪̥͖̱̍ͅu̵̝͔̳͇͍̞͒d̸̡̪̺͚̯̙̰̥͆͛̾̀͠ͅ

You sat in a large auditorium. Your youngest had just graduated, and was holding his diploma high. A rare but heartwarming smile split his face. His eyes were shining almost brighter than the lights above. The Love Of Your Life was smiling too, grasping your hand. "I'm so proud..." He cooed, leaning against you. You were l̴̤̀͛̚͝o̸̱̳͌͛̍̔͗̓̈́̓͜v̸̥͔̺̺̮̝̠͎̄̋̏͋̂̀ẻ̸̢̪̙̪͓̺̙̭̩d̷̛͓͒̐͋̂̅

You sat next to your love as he stroked your hair, cooing words of affirmation. Your bones were weaker than they were before, and your breath was more weighted. Yet in his arms, you were h҉a҉p҉p҉y҉ you were l҉o҉v҉e҉d҉

You were j̷̡̨̺̖̻̗͈̅̌ơ̵̯̠̦͖̗̭̙͙̹̽̅y̷̩̗̠̗̓̏̀̀̽̂̒̆͒̕ȯ̴̼̳u̵̯͕͂̈̓ṡ̴̥̗̉͒̂̏͐͑͜͝ It was your birthday. Your love sat beside you, gesturing for you to blow your candles. He smiled, wishing you many great years ahead. Ä̸̡̖̪͓̗̯͖̗́͒͌͋́g̴̢̦̫̣̩̤͉̝͖͎͂̂͗͌̋͌á̸͈̪̭̙̬͎̦̗̜̜̍̄̆į̶̨̧̛͍̞̻̫͔͐̈́͋͘n̶͈̙͖̫̘̠̾̑͐̕.̴̛̦͖͖͕͓̈̐͛̉̊̚

Again? W̷̡̢̨̧̛̛̼͉̱̗̲̯̞̟̥̜̓̽̄͑̈̂͒̇͗͗̾̒̀̊̓̍̊́̀͒͌̐̒̉͆͂͑͒͑̉̓̒̿͌̈́̋̚͝͝h̷̨̧̨̧̨̧͙̝̮͔͎̭̼̞̠͓̟͍͎͔̬͍͔̙̜͓̦̟͙͈͈̻̭̺͖͓̫̳̞̮̭̮̮̉̄̓̽̓́̎̑̑͊̂͌̅̀́́̌̐̉̔̋͘͘̕͝͠͠a̷̢̧̡͎͍̰͚̬̞͎̘̤̼̩̬̫̥͉̦̻̗͖͌̚ͅṫ̵̡̢̢͇͚̮̘͇̭͚̦̪̜̠̥̟̼̖̩͍͖̝̳͍͓͈̤̀̃̀͂͑͆͋͊͂̍̌̃̈̽̈́̏̅̈́̒̓̎̈́̀̊̈́̄͊̓̓̕̕ͅ?̷̧̨̛͈͖̯͍̟͈̻̥̬̟͍͖̜͓̹̬̦̜̠̖͖̮̯̻̪̫̗̼͚͖͋̄̇́̈̊̀́̌͑̈́̔̈́͋̆̿̋̂͌͌̆̑̄͜͜͝͝͝ͅ

You were H̷̡̭̦̠͇̯̙̲̩͖͓̳̭̱̫̞̅̓͗̃̉̔͊̂̉̊͆͐̽̕a̶̹̞̾͐̋̅͑̽͌͐̎͆̀̇̈́̐̃̕͝p̷̢̹͙̻̝̩͖̥̙̠̞̼͍̃̎p̶̳͉̺̲̫͖̲͓̖͆͛͘̚ỹ̵̢̡͍̲̹̥͖̥̬͈͍̚͜

You were Ȩ̴̤̩͇̣̇͐̀̂̃̿͂̆̚͝č̴̢͖̞͙̞̥̘̤͓̠̲̼̲̦ͅs̷̡̝̜̼̹̫͕͚̝͈̅͑̓̓͊̿̀͆̔͛̋̒͝͠t̷̡̙̰̣̝͇̣͓͕̣̦̦̠̭̙͕̪̓͑͒̈̄̋̓̅̊͋̂̇͐̐͜͠a̶̧̧̢̳̘̩̩̯̣̤̭͖̜͙̎͊͆̉̓̀̓́́̏͆̽͛͂͂̿͗͝ş̶̜͍̤̪͕̮̋͐̃ţ̶̧̢̢̝͓͙̝͔̟͙̮̬̜͛͑́̈̿̔͗̊̋̅̈̈̿̓͊͘͝͝ͅi̸̤͍͓̖͙̹͖͚̦̓̽̾̈̐̿̀̓̎̑̂͛͗̌̕͝͝ͅc̷͚͔͈̱̪̣̭̺͎̺̆̉́̃̎͜ͅ

You were... You were...

You were...happy... But... You are...? You are what? Who are you? "Shhh...my love, you don't need to know that." Who is that? "The Love Of Your Life."

[exchangestudentnova]

𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑩𝒚𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒚𝒂'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓.....

means that

you're the only one who can run your fingers though his hair

he'll be gentle with you while he trains you to wield a sword

he will personally tend to your wounds and bruises

you find a number of sakura 'petals' dancing around you as you go

the 'petals' will readily deal with a threat coming your way in his absence

he'll allow you to choose the fishes to be put in his fish pond

he looks forward to you entering his office when he works

he will admit an embarrassing memory in the rarest event in the privacy of your own room

you will catch him being all prideful when others appreciate or compliment you

he's at ease when he sees you getting along with the other squad members

your jokes genuinely make him chuckle

he does his work at night to keep himself awake until you're ready to get into bed

he takes out time from his busy schedule to celebrate your achievements

he loves it when you rest your head on his chest

he whispers "I love you" in your ear as he presses a kiss on your lips under the faint glow of the lamp at night

[gloryhrs]

━━ ⟡ 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝓨𝐎𝐔 𝓑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘, various. 🐇

᧔𐓪᧓ 𝓱𝐜𝐬 𝓯𝐭. ━━ Kensei Muguruma, Kenpachi Zaraki, Renji Abarai, & Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!

ii. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 2/3 part of the animal s/o series!

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 so smitten with you that it was insane. Kensei thought you were an angel that landed on earth waiting for him. Every time he sees you, his heart picks up in an instant; he can’t be sad around you because you are his source of happiness. He wasn’t going to deny that your bunny ears made him soft as well. You’ve both kept your marriage a secret for years since Kensei didn’t want people constantly working his nerves about you and how you hated when people asked too many questions. But when you brought him his lunch when he was training with his squad, that’s when the news accidentally came out.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 clutched the bunny-themed bento boxes in your hands as you began to make your way to the training grounds, where Kensei was. Since he was rushing this morning, he forgot to grab his lunch when he left, so you’ve decided to take it to him (so you wouldn’t have to put up with a grumpy Kensei later on). Once you made your way to the training grounds, you immediately froze in place at the sight of his squad training with him as well. Captain Unohana said he was alone! You squealed inside your head as you took a step back to walk away. "Y/n–san? What are you doing here? And what’s with the lunches?" Mashiro peeked her head from behind the tree as everyone turned their attention on you, which made her die a little inside. Your ears flattened as you tried to explain yourself: "U—Um, I—." "It’s none of your business." The familiar voice made your ears perk up again. You felt your cheeks become warm at the sight of your handsome husband, who was covered in sweat. "Thank you." He took the meals from your hands and placed a kiss on your forehead as everyone around let out shrieks of disbelief. "What? Captain has a lover?" Hisagi's eyes widened at the adorable couple who shared a conversation. "Kensei?! You never told me that someone liked you! And that it was Y/n-san!" Mashiro peeked over his shoulder as a vein appeared on his head. "You damn woman! We’re married!" He yelled at the green haired girl and enough for everyone to hear, which caused them to let out another shudder of disbelief. "WHAT?!"

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 baths with you most of the time. He always finds it funny how your nose starts twitching when he uses his soap-covered fingers to touch it. You can’t remember the last time you took a bath by yourself. Once you announced that you were taking a bath, Kensei was most definitely behind you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈!" You squeaked at your husband, who ran his wet hands through your curls. The sound of his laughter made you pout and cross your arms, saying, "That’s not funny!" You splashed him with water. You watched his smile disappear for a moment, which made your ears lay flat against your head. "I see." He simply said this before his smile appeared again as he used both of his hands to splash the water on you. Which made you shrink, "Kensei! Now take this!" You splashed him with another wave of water.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 were the peacemaker when it came to him getting into arguments with Mashiro. From time to time, you have to separate the two before they start to fistfight each other. When you take Kensei away, Mashiro will still continue with her taunts, causing Kensei to restrain himself and focus on the view ahead of him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐈 knew better than to irritate you; the last time he did, he found his captain’s coat and uniform torn to shreds. With a little note saying, 'If you thought you were funny for that little stunt you pulled last night, you’re wrong. Have a great day at work! Make sure to get yourself a new captain’s coat! ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა' That was the first and last time he scared you unexpectedly.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 idea of bonding time is cuddling and going on walks. He found it endearing how your eyes would sparkle and your ears would perk up at the sight of bunnies. Once you see one, you’ll chase after it the entire time, with Kensei following behind and telling you to be careful and not trip yourself up.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐁𝐄 careful, Y/N!" Kensei trailed after you as you continued to chase after the rabbit who ran away from you. Kensei felt that his lungs were going to collapse on him any time soon if he didn’t stop and take a break. But he refused to let you wander off into the forest without him or knowing how to get back, so he kept running. After hitting another turn, he quickly stopped in his tracks and said, "Damn it, I didn’t know bunnies could go that fast." He panted and wiped the sweat off his forehead; he needed a drink of water for God’s sake. "Look Kensei! She has babies!" You showed him the tiny bunnies that rested in your hands. Kensei decided to give himself a break and sit beside you as you cradled the small bunnies that were falling asleep in your arms. "Aren’t they cute?" You cooed at the animals while the other jumped in Kensei’s lap. He felt his heart ache at the bunnies who tried to jump into his chest but failed. Was this paradise? "I want babies now!" You continued to kiss the animals as Kensei slowly turned his head towards you. "No."

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈 didn’t give a shit about your bunny ears; he thought they were unique and cool. Not to mention, your bunny-like behavior was adorable to see.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 was worried about you having a relationship with the man because. . .he’s Kenpachi Zaraki. People told you that the man wasn’t a loving person and that he sure as hell didn’t have a loving bone in his body. But he proved them wrong with the way he acted behind closed doors.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 give this man some kisses. He’s so touched starved, but he acts like he isn’t. He acts like he doesn’t like the way your hands run through his hair when he’s napping, but he adores it. He adores using your stomach as a pillow while he sleeps, and when you wake him up, his scowl turns into a smile. Your flowery and innocent aura made it hard for him to get upset at you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 found it cute how you turn into an actual bunny when you’re scared. Once you turn into the bunny, he’ll hold you and carry you around on your shoulder the entire day until you turn back into a human. With him feeding you carrots and giving you occasional pats.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐔 tilted her head at the captain with the bunny on his shoulder and observed as the bunny nuzzled its nose in Kenpachi’s neck until he brought another apple slice to its face. "Kenny! What’s with the bunny? Where did you find it?" Yachriu pointed to the animal that scratched its nose when Kenpachi tickled it. "It’s Y/N; someone accidentally scared them, and they turned into this." He pointed at you as you stood up on your hind legs to grab his finger. "Huh? Y/n! I didn’t know you could do that! So cool!" Yachriu's eyes sparkled as you nodded your head before jumping into her arms. Yachriu giggled when you nuzzled your nose into her cheek, which meant you were giving her kisses. Kenpachi’s eyes softened at the scene before him. Even when you’re in bunny form, you can be the cutest thing.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 not too fond of PDA but will hold your hand for the longest of time, with the excuse of ‘I don’t want you to get lost.’ Plus he always notices when you get nervous so he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 couldn’t lie to him even if you tried. Kenpachi was far from an idiot, he knows what’s going on through that brain of yours more than you know yourself. So when you lie to him then he’ll force you to stop what you’re doing and look him in his eyes and repeat that, which you couldn’t do.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐈–𝐈’𝐌 Sorry Kenny, I didn’t mean to lie. I’ve just been stressed for the past couple of weeks." You looked down at your hands while Kenpachi squeezed them. Kenpachi could tell that you were stressing yourself out, but he never said anything because he didn’t want to upset you. "There’s no need to be sorry." His large and warm hands caressed your cheek; he hated when you apologized for sh*t that wasn’t your fault. "Come, get some rest." He sat down and pointed to his lap. You tilted your head before shaking your head. No, you had plenty of things to finish! You couldn’t be caught slacking off again. "I’m sorry, but— ah!" You fell into your husband’s lap while he was using one of his arms to keep you in place. "I don’t care about that shit; those assholes know better than to overwork someone like you." He cursed with his thumb, tracing over the dark eye bags under your eyes. If anyone has a problem with you, then he’ll fix it.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 wants to spend every second of his day with you. He wants to pinch your chubby cheeks, smoother you with kisses, and to take care of you. Like this guy was tremendously infatuated with you. His ears perked up like a dog just from the sound of your name, words can’t describe how he acts when you’re around.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 up for you 24/7, Every time someone is talking bad about you then he isn’t afraid to pick a fight. If he isn’t there then Rukia will surely do for him. He despised how people thought they could walk over you because you barely talked. Or when they think they can touch your ears and tail without permission. When you came and told him with tears in your eyes that a random shinigami was pulling on your tail, even when you told him to stop. Renji almost lost it.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 felt an indescribable anger rising in his body. Who the hell had the nerve to touch you without your constant? Almost everyone knew how much you hated when people touch your tail without your authorization. He walked down the hallway with his fist tightening at the sound of laughter, that was the bastard who teased and touched you. "Hey! What the hell is your problem?" He walked up to the man who looked at him up and down before laughing once more. "So you’re that brat’s boyfriend? I sh—" Renji didn’t let him finish as he punch the man in his face with ease. He watched as he held his bloody nose before giving him another punch to the face.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 shinigami would side-eye him for having a bag of fruits laying around in his pocket, but it turns out it was for you, and when your bunny form activated, He knew that once that happened, you would be in his care for the rest of the day.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐒 lullabies are a must! You couldn’t go to sleep with your lullaby and would get Renji to hum a little tune while patting your head; once he does that, you’ll be out like a light.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 he travels into the world of living, he brings back these cute little bunny figures. You had an entire exhibition of the glass figures he brought; they were so precious to you! Your favorite were the married bunnies holding each other's hands. ૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ꒱ྀིა.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 never yelled at you before, but when he accidentally did he felt his heart shattered into pieces. Even though you forgave him he still remembers how your ears flattened with your eyes becoming glossy. He always told people about raising their voice at you but he spun around and did the same thing. You weren’t upset with him anymore, but the memory still runs across his mind once in a while.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 couldn’t believe what he just did. It may be small to some people but not you, he yelled at you. He stood frozen in the same spot as you sniffled quietly, trying your best to hold back the tears that wanted to fall. Neither one of you moved, instead you both stood in the same spot, waiting for the other to leave. But neither of you could leave. The heavyweight inside Renji’s heart resulted in him reaching his hand up to his chest, then his face. Deciding it was time for you to leave you walked passed him while maintaining the tears. Until the loud smacking sound made you flinch, you turned your head to see Renji with a bright red hand marking on his face. "R–Renji?! Why did you do that?!" You ran towards him and held his stinging cheek that was starting to swell up. "Because I yelled at you, if you weren’t going to do it then I mind as well do it my damn self!"

𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐙.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 was most certainly the definition of overprotective; he may be 6'1, but when it came to protecting you, all of a sudden he was 7'8. No one was going to put their hands on you when he was around. Not unless they want to walk around with no arms and a missing eye.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 his only soft spot ૮₍ ◞‸◟ㆀ ₎ა When he gets teased by other Espadas about his behavior around you, he can’t deny it. You did make him soft; you gave him countless kisses; you trusted him to see your body; and you were always there for him when he was upset. He was glad he was able to be vulnerable around you without any judgment from you. Grimmjow wasn’t ashamed to have you as a lover; if anything, he was proud as hell!

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 was also incredibly possessive. He didn’t like it when the other Arrancars flirted with or touched you. It made his blood boil at the thought of someone other than him making you blush and giggle. He hated it; you were his. And no one else’s could make you feel the way he does, physically and mentally. You would have to reassure him that your eyes were only on him, and he knew that. He just didn’t trust the Arrancars, who thought otherwise. He didn’t care if he had to kill one of them to make the point that you belonged to him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 was on the verge on snapping. He watched as the Arrancar flirted with you. Since you were a bit innocent, you brushed it off as a friendly gesture, but Grimmjow could see right through that sh*t. His final straw was seeing the bastard reach out to stroke your ears; that’s when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from them. The anger that ran through his veins made him want to kill that asshole. "Grimm? What’s wrong?" Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and his glare was quickly put to the side once he saw your gorgeous e/c eyes staring back into his worryingly. "I–It’s nothing. I was being dramatic." He released his grip on your wrist as you took your hand into his. "If you’re talking about what happened back there, then you don’t have to worry; I’ll still be your true love. No one here can change that. I love you." You stood on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. Grimmjow’s jealous rage disappeared within seconds after that; your reassurance was what he needed. "I love you too, Fuzzy."

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 so in love with you that he’ll listen to any command you give without any backtalk. You want him to jump off a cliff? He’s going to do it! Kill every living thing around you so he could have you all to himself? Say no more! Once you ask or tell him to do something, his mind is completely set on that task.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 you turn into a bunny, he’ll always play with you! He’ll put you on your back and give you a series of stomach rubs while giving you treats. When exploring outside of Hueco Mundo, he’ll jog ahead of you and laugh as you struggle to catch up with him. Your tiny bunny legs were fast, but not as fast as Grimmjow's running!

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves play fighting with you as well. Even if you were his dear love, he isn’t going easy on you. Even when you’re in your bunny form, you've always found a way to strike him, only for him to pin you down by your stomach. He still remembered when you turned into a bunny while fighting with him and how you stood on your back legs with your two paws balled up to imitate a fist. Grimmjow never cracked up that much in his life.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 pouted and crossed your arms at your boyfriend, who had tears in his eyes from the endless laughing he was doing. You huffed and leaped on his stomach as he halted for a moment, but when he glanced back at you, his laughter started up once again like an engine. "B–Bunny! You’re hilarious!" The blue-haired man wiped the tears from his eyes as he picked you up and gave your chubby cheeks multiple kisses while still grinning. Since you couldn't talk in your animal form, you glared at him before turning your paw into a fist and waving it around, signaling that he should shut up.

© gloryhrs, 052723. — notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

[lightning-wyvern]

after you

30 Days of Sosuke Aizen 2/30 ; previous entry

sosuke aizen x gender neutral reader | yandere with no plot

content yandere boyfriend!aizen

pov he's stalking you but nothing happens besides he's stalking you

words 266

reblogs appreciated!

banner made by @saradika-graphics

© lightning-wyvern.

click.

what the hell...

click.

that sounds like... footsteps?

your heart started to race. was someone following you?

you subtly turned your head, just enough to see behind you, and your heart skipped a beat.

someone was following you.

click.

fancy shoes. what the fuck? why was a richie following you?

maybe he was going the same way you were? it did look like that guy that had just moved into the apartment across the hall from you... maybe he was just going home from work.

you weren't going home yet, though--you still had to pick up something for dinner. so you turned left at the next stoplight, crossing the dark street and walking into the store.

you grabbed a handheld basket and made a beeline for the chips and candy aisle, putting a bag of your favorite chips in your basket and grabbing a bottle of soda as well. you then moved to an aisle across the store, peeking behind you and subtly speeding up when you noticed that you were still being followed.

you grabbed some sandwich items and hurried up to the self-checkout counter, quickly finishing the transaction and slipping out of the store. you decided to take a shortcut home, hoping you'd lose whoever it was that was still trailing behind you.

you turned a corner on the shortcut route and stopped, listening hard.

click.

click.

click.

he's still following me?? what the fuck... who is it...

you took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the corner, immediately coming face-to-face with a very familiar body form.

it was your boyfriend.

© lightning-wyvern.

[my0vershareworld]

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

Pairing ; Ulquiorra Cifer x GN!Human reader

Genre ; Fluff , Romantic

CW ; None

Requested by anon ; More ulquiorra x Reader heacanonszzz

falling in love with a human was not on his bucket list.

dating him at first, you really have to try to teach him and tell him everything about love and relationship as he have zero knowledge on what's such thing. makes it really hard for him to love especially towards you

he have a warm feelings in his chest but does not know how to express it properly so you have to teach him how to express his love

he would be a great lover for neurodivergent people to be honest, mostly because he's always straightforward and blunt but also at times his bluntness can be taken as rudeness as he speaks things too forward

if you express affections towards him he'll be extremely confused and asked why do you have to do such thing

he also likes to come to the world of the living more once he's free of some sort, he held Aizen at a very high position but there's a feeling in his empty hole that is his chest that he wants to see your face and quite a lot pay you a visit to see your face and how you're doing

he also tries to find gifts to give you, at first it was some hollow from Hueco Mundo until you taught him that you do not like that and now he tries to find something from a normal shop.. he still have troubles every now and then but he manages

[partyanimal167]

I’ve just been watching Bleach and in the credits to ep 118, Grimmjow gets called a Professor 👀 and now I can’t stop thinking about it…

So how about an AU where Grimmjow is a professor? Sorry if that’s too vague and random 😅

Oh no, that's not too vague. Thanks so much for suggesting. I always laugh thinking about certain characters being "responsible" adults esp when it comes to working with other people lol. I was so close to making Grimmjow a culinary professor, but it'd be too easy lol. I hope you like this!

CW: sfw, college au, gn! reader, cussing (bc let's be fr now), slight flirting near the end

There were so many signs that this class was going to be...not normal. However, when you gleamed through the professor reviews there wasn't anything out of the ordinary...well you didn't read them all. Mistake number one.

Mistake number two was not reading the syllabus (who does though) and showing up to class when it started--10am. There were a few people, but after waiting fifteen minutes, not even half the class was there and neither was the professor. After another fifteen minutes, you were starting to get a bit antsy and confused, but soon the rest of the class filled in. Then one guy came in with ripped jeans, a white jacket, shades, and a Monster in hand.

Damn, this guy looks rough. I bet he was partying too hard with the new semester starting. You jumped when a bag slammed on the teacher's desk. You tilted your head as the man's shades came off, and you were met with blue-as-hell eyes and a grumpy expression.

It seems you weren't the only one confused.

"Hey! Class was supposed to start at 10! Why is the professor late?" one guy yelled from his seat. A few other students mumbled in agreement.

"Oi, why the hell are you yelling?! Too fucking early in the morning," the man barked back. You could feel his voice rumble in your chest. It sounded as if he had just woken up not too long ago either. The man went over to his seat and kicked his feet on the desk. He popped open his energy drink and went on. "Literally on the first page of your syllabus it says that class starts at 10:30 because 10 is too fucking early and I like my sleep. It ain't my fault the dean wouldn't give me a noon class, tch."

You couldn't believe your ears. This guy can't be serious. This is my literature professor? You didn't like to make assumptions about people, but the guy looked to be around everyone else's age and even if he did teach a class, with his attitude you'd think it'd be something...not like literature.

"Anyway, the name's Grimmjow. I don't really care if you call me Professors. That's your business. This is Global Literature of the 21st Century. I hate repeating myself so listen the first time, and I don't give out extra credit unless you drop off a 12-pack of these first." the man went on tapping the can.

You sunk it your seat a little. What the hell did I sign up for?

~~~

After those first couple of weeks, you decided that you would do your absolute best in that class and avoid being a nuisance to that grumpy professor. Grimmjow definitely had a reputation on campus. Many students had a love-hate relationship with him--grateful for the extra time to sleep in, no bullshit, and the somehow rowdy yet engaging teaching. Definitely hate though for the teasing, cussing, yelling, and him being ready to chew out whatever dumb ass he picked that day.

So it certainly wasn't your best moment when the man practically ordered that you came to his office hours later that day.

You slowly opened the door to his office and met with the rather odd scene of your professor with reader's on his nose going over papers. For a moment, he looked really peaceful and actually almost professional.

"Oh wow, you actually fucking showed up."

And moment over.

You stopped yourself from messing with your elbows and nodded. "Uh yeah what's up, Grimm?" you immediately winced on the inside unsure of how the man would react to the unofficial nickname. But he didn't say anything.

He pointed at the chair, and you immediately sat. He rubbed his face and pushed the glasses off his head. "Look, I'll make this quick. Tell that idiot Jackson to stop stealing whole paragraphs from your papers or I'll break his arm."

You blinked. "Excuse me?"

There was that annoyed look again. "I'm not stupid. The guy has been copying sentences and paragraphs and piecing them together as his own work. He's already going to get in trouble, of course. But seriously, your work always seems to be included. Is he your idiot boyfriend or somethin'?"

The mention of a boyfriend flustered you a little even though you wouldn't dare consider that particular classmate. "Oh no uh- I'm single, and I kinda don't know how he's getting my assignments. I mean we do work together in the library but-,"

The man cut you off and waved his hand. "Okay, okay whatever. Just be mindful of where you're leaving your shit I guess."

You nodded then paused for a moment. "So I'm not in trouble?" You couldn't deny that being in front of the man made you nervous.

"Tch, for what? You're like one of my best students." Grimmjow easily said. "I actually think you know how to read a book and write. Some of these fools are using ai bots as if I can't tell." That was as close to compliment as you ever heard the man say. His face softened for a moment before he grinned meanly. "Well, I will give you some advice."

You weren't sure what it'd be, but you brightened up at the offer. "Sure!"

Grimmjow flicked your forehead before leaning back into his chair. "I got a rule that I don't go dating students, so you better fix how you keep eye-fucking me before I make it a problem." he snickered.

"What! I don'-,"

"Get out."

You squeaked before hightailing it out of the office--face warm and heart racing.

One thing you did know for sure though, you were certainly ready to see what type of problem your professor would give you.

~~~

Grimmjow! I want more of you lol. Thanks for reading! I'll be here if anyone has any thoughts, prayers, or ideas haha

[quintiscent]

Make Ups (Ichigo x GN! Reader)

Content: Angst with a happy ending. Reader is having a rough time grasping the reality of it all after the snowball incident, but thanks to Orihime and your reluctance to agree, you got to patch things up! (Highly recommended to read pt 1)

A/N: Hello!! It’s been a while.. I’ve been caught up with work lately and was busy! This has been in my drafts for a while but do expect bulk posts in the upcoming days! (˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) ✧

(Part 1)

It had been days since the incident, and you still couldn’t shake the feeling off. Your tears dried and staining your cheeks, your eyelids puffy. It felt so hard to breathe—your thoughts had become more condescending, you couldn’t help but blame yourself for this. Your worst fear became a reality, and what made unbearable were the thoughts you brushed off weren’t so easy to ignore anymore.

The more time you spent isolated, the more you reflected and looked into those thoughts. The little glimpses of Ichigo’s feelings for you in your memory—the feelings you held for him that you wouldn’t have dared acknowledged or voiced, but now reality came crashing down—you felt so selfish and disgusted at yourself for even thinking about how you had a chance with him because he reciprocated.

Through it all, Orihime still lingered at back of your mind. Her expression that day, it wasn’t something you could easily shake off. The genuine horror she had, she was visibly upset and you felt even more sick. How could you hold these feelings for him? It’s unfair to her.

“Damn it…” you muttered under your breath as you hugged your legs close to you. One hand extending out to reach for your phone as it buzzed.

As you pulled it closer to your face, you read the new notification. It was a new message from Ichigo again—among the countless of messages he left you and your friends left. Before you could fully read his message, another notification popped up, replacing his, it was from Orihime. Your eyes scanned the notification thoroughly.

“It’s been a while! I was hoping if I could come over—if it’s okay with you—and discuss something. If you’re too tired, it’s okay!” you read to yourself mentally as you sighed. She was still the sweetest despite everything.

For moment, you laid there curled up on your bed. Hesitating as you unlocked your phone and stared at her message. You took a few moments to let it sink into your brain—and having to think about how you should respond to her. How will you even face her? More and more thoughts plagued your mind as your hand and fingers worked on autopilot as you responded to her message, whilst thinking of it all.

When you face her, you’ll try your best to be honest. That was your resolve. Though, how will you face the others after? You’ve ignored their texts and calls. You couldn’t face them right now. You feel like a shitty friend because of this—after all, in your eyes you’re being immature for refusing to communicate and focusing on these thoughts. Most importantly, you ignored Ichigo the most. You read his notifications from time to time but you always ended up deeper in thought when you did.

Slowly you snapped out of your self deprecating trance and looked at what you typed out. Your eyes examined the lines of text before ultimately deciding to delete it with a grumble. It was too long and it got depressing. You settled for a simple “sure”, though you cringed as you sent it. Curled up, you plopped your phone down beside you. There was an irking sickness pooling in your stomach. As much you didn’t want to talk to anyone right now, it’s the least you could do for her. After all, she must be going through worse.

You stayed in your bed curled up, your eyes closed, waiting for time to pass. Too tired to move or get up and make yourself fully presentable. It didn’t matter though, to you—at least you showered earlier in the day. That’s enough.

As you were slowly drifting off, you were lulled back awake by a ring. You figured it could be Orihime, even if it wasn’t, you still got up and made yourself mildly presentable. Fixing your hair, changing out of your shirt into a new one, the simple things and the bare minimum you could do. You did this all quickly and you went from your room, straight down the stairs and you’re at your front door. You looked through the peephole of the door, taking a good look at who it was and you spotted a familiar head of light brown hair with her blue hair clips. Letting out a sigh of relief as you unlocked your door and opened it, trying your best to smile at her—although you’re absolutely sure you looked like a zombie—and welcomed her in. The auburn haired girl smiled back at you as she made her way in and took off her shoes. Placing them on a shoe rack nearby.

“Make yourself at home, I’ll be back with some snacks and tea. We can talk about what you wanted to discuss once it’s done.” Your voice gruff and it cracked a bit. You haven’t talked in a while, and it’s clear with how awkward you sounded.

“That sounds wonderful! Oh, and I will don’t you worry about it!” Orihime chimed, her voice as flattering as ever. She always seemed to be a ray of sunshine regardless of the circumstances. You appreciated that about her, yet… it somehow made you feel more sick. How could you ever take away something—much less someone as precious as Ichigo to her? You brushed off those thoughts with a small shake of your head and a smile as you walked to your kitchen.

For Orihime, she only stayed there and sat on the cushions. Waiting as she played with her fingers. She was just as nervous but she did a lot of thinking before messaging you today. Frankly, she didn’t think you would respond. While you were typing for a long while, she only got more nervous at that moment before she sighed as she got a message back. She was thankful you were open enough to let her talk to you. She may be an airhead, but she has noticed the way Ichigo looks at you. As much as she envied you, she knew that you were special to him. Her thoughts drifted off as she waited, and before she knew it—she was brought back to reality as she heard the clink of your kyusu and cups, followed by a plate of assorted tea biscuits.

“Ah!—Thank you so much! These look wonderful…and so tasty” she stared in awe at the assortment. There was that gleam in her eyes whenever she had baked goods in front of her. You only chuckled at her reaction, although it sounded dry, you still truly appreciated her antics.

“Help yourself.” You sat down in front of her, crossing your legs as you took your cup of tea, watching as Orihime took a butter biscuit in her hand and ate it. She made a small “mmm” sound afterwards. You let her enjoy it a little more before clearing your throat, curious about what she wanted to discuss.

“So…” you trailed off awkwardly, “you wanted to discuss something with me?”

Her eyes widened a little as her cheeks flushed a light pink tint out of embarrassment. “Ah, yes…” she laughed softly, “silly me!”

You only smiled a little and let a chuckle out, it had been days since she saw you and she’s glad you could be enjoying it a little before she turned the conversation back.

“So… I’ve been thinking about what happened last time—when we all hanged out and Ichigo…” she trailed off, finding the words and trying her best not to sound so awkward. “I’ve seen how he looks at you for a while now, and I’ve done some reflecting on it since that day. Honestly, he feels more like family to me than someone I’d have as a boyfriend!” You almost spat out your tea at the remark, you were in disbelief.

“Orihime…” before you could continue, she had cut you off.

“I know you’re going to say that I should rethink and be so sure—but I’m honest! I’m really sure about this!” She exclaimed and look directly into your eyes as if she was trying to prove something. You only stared back, trying to find any hint of sadness in her expression but there was…nothing, just pure and genuine confidence.

“You know…he loves you dearly. He loves you more than anyone else in his life and we talked a little.” she stared up onto your ceiling, “He really admires you, you’re like… the sun to him! I know it’s been hard on you, you haven’t been responding to anyone and they haven’t seen you outside at all.” You only sat in silence, listening to everything she had to say. “We’re worried for you, especially Ichigo. You two should talk!”

You sat there for a few more minutes, processing everything. The girl you knew had a massive crush for Ichigo and had been watching him from afar is currently encouraging you to go to him. The slight sickness was still there, but you agreed with her mentally. She was right and it was her resolve—it was her life and her decision to. Who are you to change what she does? But, to make sure you had to ask again.

“Are you… sure? Are you sure about all of this? I really don’t want to ruin anything for you.” You stared down onto your cup and fidgeted with your fingers.

“I’m sure! You’re a really great person, so who wouldn’t like you?” Her voice was filled with genuine affection. She was reassuring you, and how could you refuse? You also missed everyone, and it was getting tiring to be constantly swallowed in self deprecating thoughts.

“Okay… I trust your word.” You smiled at her softly, before taking the last few sips. Orihime only bummed in satisfaction, happy to have convinced you and talked to you.

She took her tea and drank it, the biscuits almost gone, and the two of you exchanged a few more words and conversed. Time went by, and you decided to walk with her—having planned now to drop by Ichigo’s place, with her convincing. The walk on the way there was silent, the two of you bundled up and simply just… there, in a way. It was peaceful, yet there was that awkwardness in the air. You both said your goodbyes as you reached the front porch of Ichigo’s house.

You waved her off and turned you back. Now walking towards the door of the Kurosaki residence. Before you could even ring the bell—you see a familiar orange haired male at the corner of your eye. You turned, and there he was. Ichigo was in his shinigami form, his shikakusho flowing in the wind. You could see the eyebags under his eyes—it seems like he hasn’t slept in a while or slept well enough the past few days.

The two of you stood there in awkward silence. He was examining you. He noticed the way you looked more pale, the way you seemed to be more lifeless—the way you looked much more frail. He mentally blamed himself, but right now it’s clear that tension must be resolved. Before he could open his mouth, your voice overpowered his.

“I know it’s weird of me to show up but—Orihime came over just now and we talked about…things.” Your voice trailed off a little, eyes wandering to his face, searching for anything…just anything as you took a deep breath and continued.

“I did some reflecting and honestly I feel the same. I thought I was selfish and all, because ya know…” you scratched the back of your head , “She liked you and I prioritized her feelings over mine. I only wanted to her happy—I wanted you to be happy. After all, we were only best friends and I didn’t want to make it awkward with stupid feelings.” Laughing a little, you truly felt silly.

Ichigo’s hands were balled up into fists. He didn’t like hearing you invalidating yourself, at all. “Your feelings aren’t stupid at all.” His voice was gruff with a hint of annoyance, but he understood why you would feel that way.

“It was my fault for the outburst. I didn’t mean to… spill it all out that day. It wasn’t my intention, everything was just too much—“

“We shouldn’t have pushed you, it was immature. We all knew about Orihime’s feelings and it’s my fault as well for pushing it further.” You cut him off.

There was a brief pause between the two of you. The air was thick with tension, unspoken words lingered—but it was broken by Ichigo.

“We can discuss that another time, I already forgave you. I’ve been worried about you, and I thought our friendship would be over. You haven’t been answering my texts, I thought something had happened to you but right now I’m more than glad you’re unscathed.” He admitted to you, voice hinting his vulnerability. “I also want you to be sure about your feelings to me.”

You took his hand into yours, your fingers tracing his knuckles as you looked at him again. Your gaze softened as you spoke, “I really do like you Ichigo, I have for a while now I just didn’t want to face them. I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we had or our friend group.”

He stared at you, his hand now fully holding yours as he sighed in relief and replaced it with a soft smile. It was rare for him to, and right now it was reserved for you. Your cheeks were dusted in pink, yet you continued to speak.

“I’ve always noticed those little glimpses and how you looked at me. I always thought I was imagining things, but I’ve been proved wrong.” You laughed lightheartedly.

“Those were only reserved for you. I always… looked at you that way in hopes you may catch on that—maybe I might have a chance. I’ve loved you for a while now and having this happening? I must be dreaming but… It’s glad to know I’m not.” He leaned forward, and gave you a chaste kiss. All of his unspoken feelings—they were poured into it.

You couldn’t help but smile now, you looked goofy and he loved it. Like he always has, he loved every part of you and today will be forever burned into his memory, and into yours. Today is a start of a new chapter, for the both of you. Though most importantly, he finally had you.

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