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monstas1ut · 8 months

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BYAKUYA KUCHIKI x black!reader

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__ +18 bratty!black!reader gets her guts rearranged after finally ticking off her husband, now she’s all dumb off of her husband’s dick with drool coming out of her mouth and eyes rolled in the back of her head.. and Byakuya could care less.

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__ black!reader, female!reader, rough!Byakuya, reader makes Byakuya a meanie pants, choking, choking with a tie, dirty talk, squirting, doggystyle, clothed sex, dumbification, oral, “good girl” once or twice, choking, overstimulation, no condom y’all are married, lace front malfunction :(

___ brown skin can be dark, light, medium color.. whatever. brown is brown.. and it's gorgeous

A/n

__ I’m back, my bad y’all

Those prominent veins were like tree roots deep in an ethereal forest. The way they connected, the raised texture of them, and the way they felt against your brown skin was heavenly. Byakuya Kuchiki had the prettiest attributes, and his veins were one of them. And as his perfect little wife, you’ve managed to memorize all of the Kuchiki heir’s perfectly natural attributes. The way his hair felt, the way his face showed little to no expression even when happy, and the way his veins would flex even more when he’d get all angry…

Who knew that the veins on his cock also protruded when his anger released above the surface. And as a perfect little wife, you had to memorize that too.

But that wasn’t all that hard when his pretty cock was stuck in the back of your throat.

The sweet taste of Byakuya’s slick precum edged you on as your tongue felt the underside of his unforgiving cock. Proportionate, long, and pretty. Those three words summed up your husband’s cock. It was pale, a contrast to your pretty brown sugar kissed skin. It was a contrast to those dark lined, glossy lips that were wrapped around it. And Byakuya loved it. Truthfully, he couldn’t get enough, and this was the exact moment to take advantage.

“Prove to me that you will cease every bit of attitude when I’m done with you, and If I sense anything other than obedience, I will corrupt your body without any remorse.”

Only loud breaths remained. Ropes of slimy saliva connected from the pink cock tip to your plump lips. Arousal hit right between your legs once Byakuya spoke to you in such a manner, and you couldn’t help but make it worse. And with bared lips and a brattish expression, you completely ignored his efforts at cutting this short. You’ve already sparked his flame at a formal event, and now you’re playing this absurd game.

Byakuya didn’t have time for it.

“Such blatant ignorance. You absolutely disgust me when you act this way. No matter, you won’t be able to act in such a manner when your pretty head is empty am I right…?” Byakuya’s voice rumbled from the depths of hell. His care and regard for your feelings dispersed into thin air the second you agreed with your conscience on being a slutty brat. The royal didn’t care anymore, he only cared about setting his woman straight, because she’s obviously lost her mind.

And with a cocky smirk etching onto your face, all while you were on your knees, you managed to try to talk. Even if you were being disciplined in this thin-walled hotel room, you still managed to conjure up the audacity… “Fuck-..”

Unfortunately it was cut short, and the thin lace that was glued to the skin on your hairline felt an enormous amount of tugging when Byakuya’s large, elegant hands gripped at the long, wavy hair. Both sides were balled up in his fists, and he pulled you forward as if you bore horns. Then, his pretty pink cockhead forced its way into your wide mouth just to shut you up once again.

“It was a rhetorical question, darling… or are you already more empty headed than before…?”

Cold as his words were, you definitely decided that you deserved this. After the raunchy attitude at the main floor, Byakuya managed to shoot a few looks your way. These looks did nothing but make it worse, and in all honesty, you knew what you were doing. But you figured the Kuchiki heir was going to drop it and go on about the day.

Being dragged back to the luxurious hotel room only to be brain fucked wasn’t anything you would’ve thought of. Byakuya’s mentality wasn’t like that, but as you drooled and breathed in with much trouble, you were obviously wrong. The feeling of Byakuya’s rock hard cock slipping down your throat with each passing thrust was exhilarating. It brought life to your pussy in many new ways. The roughness, the way he spoke, and his eyes. His dark colored eyes showed dominance that made your e/c irises turn into plump hearts.

“That’s a good girl… There's obviously potential for you to act sensible.” Byakuya hissed, his eyebrows only slightly furrowing with pained annoyance. Yet, watching you gag on his well endowed cock was soothing it oh so slowly but surely. He adored the way your eyes would squeeze shut with tears. He adored the way it sounded when his cock would hit the back of your throat. And to be honest, he’d love to hear more of your pathetic struggling. But the formal celebration needed him to speak soon, and Byakuya couldn’t miss it just for your behavior.

In a snap, you felt like you could barely breathe. The urge to gag and choke was so intense that you began to whine and flail just a little. Byakuya is usually so gentle when handling you, but the fact that your lips were touching his pelvis was indescribable. His long cock was digging deep into your soul, and you felt so dumb for liking it. Your pussy was so wet right now that it seeped through the white sundress that caressed your curves. It was a simple pairing to Byakuya’s suit which was black and white.. and he looked damn good when he finally released your bundles and leaned back to watch you struggle to breathe with saliva and precum spilling softly out of your mouth.

“Contain yourself.. speak and you will not leave this room today..” His words were like knives, but the way he said it felt like a shadow monster waiting to strike. It had given you trembles, and you obeyed him graciously. While sitting there on the cold floor, you were already regretting your actions prior. With how Byakuya’s cock was still leaking precum and pulsating.. you were in for it.

Those same bulging veins greeted you with dangerous intent. Byakuya’s soft, lengthy fingers pulled lazily at his black silky tie before he began removing his suit jacket. The idea wasn’t to completely wreck you, but as the taste of your suffering touched him, he wanted more.

“Clean it up, love…” Your husband was practically chuckling even if he didn’t fully express it. His hands gripped at his tie with thoughts roaming his filled brain. Lustful eyes stared down at you while your pretty acrylic nails glistened around his cock. Your mouth slurped up the naughty combination of precum and spit while bobbing your head eagerly. This caused Byakuya’s spicy moan to release from his throat. He’s been keeping quiet, but as he neared his orgasm, he couldn’t resist.

Byakuya didn’t want to cum just yet though.

Both of your hands were around that pretty cock, saliva dripping down your chin once again as your lips caressed him up and down. You barely even noticed the silky fabric that was being wrapped around your neck. However, the feeling of being forced off his cock was surprising. It made you gasp loudly as the thick cock slapped against your face once you let it free.. your hand eventually made its way back around it before you started to caress it against your face.

“Want it…Baby please…” it sounded like a purr, and Byakuya couldn’t resist. You might’ve been a brat today, but as he looked at you with your struggling lace, dried up spit on your chin, he only wanted to be inside of you. “Beg once more…” Byakuya’s voice sounded even more husky than before, his sharp eyes staring deep into yours.

“Please.. Baby, I want your dick so bad..”

Byakuya truly loved when you’d talk dirty to him, he absolutely loved it. He didn’t know for sure if it was the fact that you were bold or if you really just turned drunk over his cock. Either way, he loved it so much that he decided to stand up. His eyes didn’t leave you, especially since you looked so tempting while looking up at him like this. But with swift movement and your arms reaching up, Byakuya’s picked you up and took you to the hotel bed that was just the right height…

Now, Byakuya rarely puts you in doggystyle, it’s not sensual to him. However, he still wanted to teach you a lesson. So as you put your knees on the bed and leaned forward into a sweet arch, Byakuya’s hand already grabbed the tie that was still around your neck… and to think you forgot about it.

The feeling of your oxygen slightly being cut off made your pussy drool even more. His body was right behind yours and he didn’t hesitate to slide the long dress up to your torso. It revealed a pretty black thong that disappeared nicely in between your cheeks. To be honest, Byakuya didn’t care about body.. but the way your pretty brown skin was under this light… and the way your ass jiggled. He barely could contain his excitement. The heir couldn’t even control how fast he pressed his tip against your clit when he pulled the fabric to the side.

“I am going to fuck you. I am not going to make love to you because you do not deserve it… However, I do love you my dear, even if it’ll feel as if I think of you as nothing..”

Each word gave you a shock through your spine, each word felt like spikes under your feet. It all felt scary in a way because you’ve never heard your husband speak this way.. and frankly, he’s always called sex : ‘making love’. Byakuya saying he was going to fuck you made this experience all the more blood rushing. But you had no choice but to keep your back arched and control your breathing, because as Byakuya pulled you back by that silky tie, you slid right onto his pale cock. Your brown pussy opened right up for him, and your eyes widened before hazily staring at the bed frame in front of you.

“Don’t… Dont move” As calm and relaxed as Byakuya may seem, he cannot explain how hard it was to keep his orgasm at bay. Everytime he slides inside your tight pussy, he finds himself fighting against his own cock. It caused him to tighten the tie, which caused a chain reaction to your insides which also gripped around him. “You only make things more difficult… but yet, I am still married to you because I have a tendency to gain a high from your actions..”

Byakuya sounded ashamed of himself, but it went away in a swift fashion before the gushy sounds of your cunt started to echo. That sweet, pale cock was slowly maneuvering through you in slow strokes. The tiny ring of pre-cum was at the fair base of Byakuya’s cock now, however it was getting worse. With your wet pussy leaking all between your legs and his cock, the bed was slightly soaked.

“A-Ah~…B-Bya… kuya… fuck”

With a moan following the harsh swear word, Byakuya wrapped the tie around his fist once as he slightly leaned back to watch your fat brown ass take over his pelvis each time it would hit it. “Won’t my bratty wife talk filthy to me…? I’m sure she will.. yes?” With furrowed eyebrows, Byakuya shivered. His cock felt the pulsing around it, and the moans exiting from you made him release his own husky moans. His pretty, long, raven colored hair draped over your ass as he watched it bounce.

“Yes~… choke me more~… M’gonna cum so fuckin’ hard on that Dick… just keep… keep chokin’ me please~…” So pathetic you sounded, and Byakuya loved it, he ached for you to sound slutty. Sure, on the outside it seemed as if you both were all so classy and expensive, but when that door shuts it’s completely different. Byakuya urges you to lose it. He adores watching your pussy stretch out for him, and he loves when your pretty e/c eyes roll back before whining… because that’s when he knows you’re going to cum all over him.

And Byakuya loves a good mess.

“You do know it’s not over until you make a bit of a mess… right?” Byakuya practically demanded you to agree at the end, his breath running away from him as he let go of the tie, feeling as if it wasn’t doing as much justice as he wanted it to. And those elegant hands of his took hold of your neck, both of them. Oh did your pussy squirt the second he squeezed and pushed your head into that bed.

“Ah! Ah!… S-Stop… Fuck! Oh fuck~…”

Nothing but hearts were in your eyes, again. It felt like you lost vision and lost all ability to breathe as Byakuya’s cock went almost lightning fast. His hips snapped against your tight core, fighting against the pressure as your pussy gushed the honeyed substance on his cock and the hotel bed. Byakuya was purposely overstimulating your poor pussy as you struggled out moans. He didn’t care if you were all worn out and tired from the extreme orgasm, it just began.

“As you should remember… you have no authority to tell me to stop as of now. I also remember asking you to stop being a brat. You failed to listen, my dear..” Byakuya might have been a little harsh, but his words didn’t falter. He immediately turned you over on your back, his hands pulling down the top of your dress to show your pretty, darker brown areolas.

“I now will fail to listen to you as I use you like a pathetic toy” Byakuya’s voice smoothed over your ears as he leaned down gently. His hands slowly ran under your thighs before pushing them forward very harshly. Byakuya couldn’t help it, your pussy was so gorgeous like this, your body looked so precious like this. And the way his eyes trailed over your body, it made you feel just like prey. “It’s in my fucking guts… kuya…” you sharply moaned as the feeling of his cock slid right back inside of you. He pushed your legs open more with his arms as his hands were now against the bed.

“Byakuya~” with hazy eyes and drool sliding down your face, you listened to everything. Everything sounded absolutely raw. The bed frame hitting the wall, your skin slapping together, your whiny moans, his light groans, and your sloppy pussy all made this better. Curling your white toes as they stayed in those pretty open heels , golden just like your brown skin. This was the most submissive you’ve ever appeared, and the Kuchiki heir loved it.

“Damn it…” although rare, Byakuya did have to curse, it slipped merely because of your existence. He couldn’t fathom being with someone else even with your bratty little attitude. You just needed his cock, and it straightened you up. All you needed was to be pounded into, breasts bouncing prettily all with your mouth open. His veins up against your walls was all you needed right now. It made you feel dumb because that’s all you could think about.. your husband and his veiny pale cock that was beating your pussy in.

Byakuya’s cock never went this fast inside of you, and it was evident because you couldn’t handle it. With unstable moans and the constant looks at Byakuya waiting for him to give you a break, it was obvious. You kept holding your head up with a pleading face, your legs could barely stay open by themselves which is why his arms were there for support. You couldn’t even tell what was going on anymore. Everything was going blank and your mind was cock filled.

You were dumb off his cock.

Your pretty eyes rolled with furrowed eyebrows, giving Byakuya a rush. He knew he himself was close to cumming, and he could feel your insides trying to push him out. “M’gonna cum… M’gonna cum all over that fuckin dick , kuya…” you gasped in between, unable to try and stop your orgasm from peaking so hard. “Let me feel it..”

There was no need in telling you another time. Your next orgasm came rushing as you squeezed hard around him. His jaw clenched before letting out a string of clearly heard moans. His white, thick cum splashed your walls that color, and it was so far inside that when he filled you up, barely any came flowing out. His cum was so sticky and he had a good amount that came out.

You both continued to ride this high, and your whines and whimpers made it hard to not gain another hard on.

“I’m sorry.. I’m fucking sorry Kuya, baby…” you pleaded as you finally took that last heavy breath and you laid back completely. Your thighs were now able to be closed because he let you. His heart was racing just as fast, mainly because he couldn’t believe he treated you like this. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but he still felt a tiny bit bad.

That was mainly because you looked a bit messy now, gorgeous, but you couldn’t go back to the event looking this way. Not with a lifted lace, broken nail, and a dripping mess… but it made him smirk nonetheless.

“Apology accepted. Now, I’ll be going back to give out my speech. Behave, and do not move… I’ll be back… and if you listen, I’ll make love to you..”

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kiwicopia · 7 months

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🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Blindfold 🔞

🎃 Byakuya x Wife!Reader 🎃

TW: Soft Byakuya, kissing, licking, bit of sensual sex, creampie, fingering (f!receiving), cunnilingus, biting, praise, orgasm denial, reader being called Princess, missionary.

tags: @shes-so-insane @stygianoir @bleachbrainrotbro @uzxotic @aizenwifey

“Byakuya,” you moaned, his name falling from your lips as his lips trailed kisses from your collarbone down to your navel. It was enough for your back to arch a little as your hands fisted the bed sheets. The kisses then ceased, and your body shuddered in delight as his tongue licked a few inches upward, followed by a soft sigh that elicited from you. Your husband was obscured by the black cloth tied around your head. It was a delicious idea of his that you couldn’t even complain about. Having your sight taken away caused you to rely on your other senses as he pleased you—slowly, teasingly, drawing out every little moan, gasp, and sigh from those pretty lips of yours.

“Does it feel good?” He asked. It was a rhetorical question, but you still gave a nod of confirmation. To that, Byakuya hummed and moved his body lower, and you soon felt his hands cup themselves underneath your thighs before lifting your legs a little. You couldn’t see a thing, but you knew where he was and what he was going to do. After situating your legs in his preferred position—both over his broad shoulders—you felt his hot breath against your already cunt. “So eager,” he teased,” aren’t you, Princess?”

He worked you up for this, and now you were all wet and ready for him to devour. Your husband’s arms snaked around your legs, holding them in place before he shoved his face into your pussy. There wasn’t a warning whatsoever, and you moaned loudly as his tongue licked a thick stripe up your folds before the tip swirled around your clit, teasing it. He repeated the motion, bringing forth a series of wanton moans that were nothing but music to his ears. “Byakuya,” you whined out.

He stopped for a split second, his eyes glancing at your flushed face before he returned to his task at hand. For a man so softspoken at times in both actions and words, he seemed to have disregarded that for tonight. Tonight was all about you. His face pressed itself into your cunt even further, his tongue having slipped past your folds as he tasted your insides. You could hear the way he slurped and sucked on you, eating you out like a man that’s been starved for weeks. The pleasure from it was overwhelming, and your body squirmed a little as your legs clenched in response. If only you could see him when he relented, pulling back to give you just enough clarity for the moment. Your slick covered his face, but he didn’t care.

One of Byakuya’s arms unwound itself from one of your legs, his body shifting to a more comfortable position on his stomach before he shoved a finger inside of you. The intrusion had you gasp and whine, your hips wriggling slightly as he drew the digit out before pushing it back inside your sopping cunt. His other arm tried to still your movements as he clicked his tongue. “Princess,” he said, “be still for me. I can’t please you if you keep moving.”

When you stopped moving, he went back to work, his finger repeatedly sliding in and out of you. It was difficult to stay still for him, especially when he added a second finger, and you couldn’t help but whine when you felt the scissoring motion inside of you. “So good,” you mewled, “feels so good.” Your sounds only furthered his actions, amping them up as his tongue lapped at your clit once more. The sounds resonating from your cunt had your face flushed with embarrassment, but it couldn’t be helped. His fingers coupled with his mouth furthered the shameless squelching that came from your pussy, and your husband loved it.

His tongue ceased its relentless licking as he pulled his face away. “Do you hear it?” Byakuya asked. “You’re making such beautiful noises,” he cooed. Your lips parted to respond to his words, but all that came out was a sharp gasp as he sucked on your clit, assaulting it with his tongue while his fingers constantly slipped in and out of you. It was a shame you couldn’t see it all, but you could hear it, and you could feel the pleasure building up inside.

Just a little more, you thought, moaning repeatedly as he ravished you like some sort of fine cuisine. You were almost there, your body already clenching on the cusp of a long-awaited orgasm. Almost, almost, so close, so close, right there, right—.

“As much as it would please me to see you come undone, I can’t let you do that just yet.” Your husband’s words and the fact that he outright ceased all motion on you, denying your release, caused you to frown. You heard him chuckle, and you could already picture curved lips on his face. It was a shame you were blindfolded.

“Jerk,” you mumbled, garnering another chuckle from his lips. Your body ached for release, your cunt throbbing just from the mere thought of what could have been. Your husband was vile for that. His body shifted once more, and you felt him lift your legs up a bit higher, getting them situated on his shoulders—again—as he ran his cock up and down your slick folds, wetting the head. The feeling sent a shiver down your spine, but not as much as when he slid inside with ease. No matter how many times you fucked, it never ceased to amaze just how filling your husband was, and with your sight hindered, it really helped with focusing on the way he felt buried inside of you.

His hips moved at a languid pace, gyrating every so often to elicit another one of your adorable moans. Byakuya’s face hid itself in the crook of your neck, pressing gentle kisses against the skin as he slowly rocked into you. You silently praised him about bringing the blindfold to bed, relishing in how you could feel him inching deeper and deeper with each slow thrust, almost kissing your cervix with his tip. He wanted you to feel him—to truly feel him tonight.

“So tight,” he whispered in-between kisses, “you always take me so well, Princess.” Your walls clenched at his praise, garnering a soft chuckle from him. “You love it when I praise you, don’t you? My little wife loves being told how much of a good girl she is.”

You hated how right he was—how right he always was—but you ignored that thought and focused on feeling him. A soft groan left his lips as his body pressed down against yours, his hips now moving at a faster pace than before. You moaned in response; another groan being pulled from him as his hands slid up against the mattress to find yours—his fingers interlocking with your own as he kept you pinned down.

Your hips tried to buck up against his, but his weight on you prevented that. Byakuya wanted you to lie still and let him please you, for you to feel him like how he wanted you to. His hips smacked against yours as he moved faster now, his cock slipping in and out of your cunt with so much ease. The squelching from it was downright shameful, and the fact that you could hear just how loud it was made you whine. You couldn’t deny that it aroused you further, slowly bringing forth that pleasurable feeling from earlier.

Your body still ached for release. You knew it and your husband knew it, too, which is why his pace increased. His movements grew sporadic as his cock repeatedly shoved itself inside your pussy, causing you to moan even more. “Byakuya,” you whined at him, and he grunted in response. He knew you were close, that you were almost there. You just needed a few extra pushes.

With his face still buried into the crook of your neck, he let his teeth graze the skin before nipping your sweet spot. The gasp that ripped from your chest only caused him to bite down. Your walls started clenching around him, slowly, teasingly, as if to let him know just how close you were. “Cum for me, Princess,” he whispered, “please.” It wasn’t often that your husband begged, but it always made you weak when he did.

Your head tilted back against the pillow, and you moaned as you finally came undone. Your body twitched harshly as pleasure coursed throughout it. Byakuya felt your gummy walls clench around his dick, coaxing him to quickly follow suit, and he did. You were overtaken by another wave of pleasure as he emptied into you, painting your insides white with semen.

You could feel how it gushed around, filling you up entirely. Your husband breathed hard, his hot breath hitting your ear and neck before he placed gentle kisses against your skin. Your body clenched again in response, causing him to chuckle before pulling out of you with a shameful squelch. His seed seeped from your cunt as it dribbled down your thighs before slowly pooling onto the mattress.

“What a mess,” he said. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple before he pulled away. You felt his arms slip underneath your body, lifting you up against his broad chest as he carried you off somewhere. “Let’s get you cleaned up, Princess.”

Your body felt exhausted, but it was safe to say that you would both be using the blindfold in bed again. Perhaps your husband would wear it, if you asked ever so sweetly.

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brittscafe · 3 months

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Hiii!!! Wanted to request some Dom!F!Reader with the male bleach captains? (Doesn’t have to be in the sexual sense, just the reader has a very dominant personality and is very very strong and intimidating:>

Hiiiiii! Of course!! <3

Jushiro: I think since Jushiro is a very soft little baby that he might be a little intimidated by you at first. He slowly warms up to you and eventually comes to love your personality. Since Jushiro is like a puppy dog, you're basically the opposite and he clings onto you like a little child.

Shunsui: He freaking loves it. He loves going out into public with you because nobody will ever want to mess with either of you. He feels like you protect him and he cherishes that. Together the two of you make a good team.

Byakuya: hmmmmmm, I think Byakuya wouldn't mind it. There are times when I think it might annoy him, but he's open about his feelings and emotions. He's a stable person and he's confident in who he is so it doesn't bother him that you're the more dominant one in your relationship.

Kenpachi: He likes that your dominant because then you won't back down from him or a fight. He loves that you're so strong and he admires you when you're in battle. You two can get into arguments though when you're both trying to be dominant, you'll probably just spar it out lol.

Toshiro: I could see both of you working together great. If you're as serious as Toshiro, then your relationship is the best thing ever. If you're not as serious but still dominating, Toshiro sometimes sees it as a competition. You have to explain to him that you're not competing against him or anything, it's just your personality. A smooth, sailing relationship though.

Shinji: He likes when you're dominant, but you two butt heads a lot since Shinji is so damn cocky. Sometimes, he wants to be the one in charge and making decisions, but you always do. There is no competing when it comes down to you and Shinji. You'll always win and he'll whine and complain about it.

Mayuri: Doesn't mind it, but don't underestimate him either. He likes it when you put him in his place when he's acting out or just being straight up rude. He gets annoyed when you're dominant and putting him in his place sometimes. He'll roll his eyes and mumble a curse underneath his breath, but he gets over it quickly.

Sajin: He can put up with anything and he admires you so much for even loving him as he is. Loves it when you stand up for him and scare off any soul reapers trying to make fun of him. He's honestly so proud of you for being yourself.

Kensei: Don't test this man though or he'll put you in your place. He's chill and cool about it, but he's also pretty dominant and intimating himself. I think together, the two of you are a very powerful couple that nobody wants to mess with.

Rojuro: He's so sweet and kind that he doesn't mind having someone who's more dominant in the relationship. Arguments never happen because Rojuro always communicates on how he feels. He loves how strong you are and always praises you for it.

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blueparadis · 1 year

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❝ BACKWARDS ❞ + BYAKUYA KUCHIKI.

( cw. )—› f!reader, angst, stranger to (fre)enemies to lovers, canon typical elements, slowburn, widower!byakuya, soul society arc spoilers, arrange marriage , mention of death,smût descriptions. word count :: 3.2k | redirect to blog navigation.

( syn. )—› after an emotional whirlwind, byakuya was given a chance to recuperate his irrevocable losses but little did y/n know that it was not what he asked for and he could never have what he wanted to ask for; hence, she had to face all kinds of retaliation from him.

( notes. )—› submission for ‘a change of pace’ collab by @mekiza . also, please accept this Sawn ( @swanphantasm ) ; it is because of you that I became aware of how handsome ( and sad ) he is. well . . .he is not my favorite but i like him a lot, so much so that i wrote that same cliche trope with him. forgive me </3

Words do not express emotions and thoughts precisely. They always become a little different when they are expressed; a little distorted, a little foolish, and a little bitter at some times yet life still goes on carrying a bevy of misunderstandings. It has to go on at least for Byakuya, who was stripped of love and time. Time to grieve, give and forgive, time to heal, and time to fall in love again.

Another bright day washes over the lush green spread of the garden despite the despondency and the agony of losing his wife, Hisana Kuchiki, to illness, to mere illness . It has been a few months since he became the head of the family even though his grandfather was still alive. His grandfather thought it would be better if Byakuya became the head of the family while he has still time, time to supervise him to keep up the family's reputation at hard times.

And so it began: the hypocrisy of rules.

Ginrei Kuchiki, the former head of the Kuchiki clan, when death was knocking at his door declared that Byakuya needs to be re-married. He knew that even if he was the head of the family he had no freedom to exercise his wishes and desires. He was just a scarecrow now , not the head of the family. He wanted to protest. He was aware that he would have to re-marry since he is the only one to carry the family line but he did not know that it would be so soon. All he wanted was time but everyone was running sort of it. His grandfather once said that decisions made in haste yield no good. What happened to that now, huh? However, there was one thing he was free to do, and that is, to choose his wife regardless of the family background and bloodline.

“You should be grateful that Byakuya has agreed to marry you even with all the rumors. He could have chosen a wife from the younger line of pure women” Y/N’s mother spoke as she kept on brushing her daughter’s hair, body shaking with excitement and tension brimming at her fingertips. She was not trying to hurt her. She only stated facts. Everyone knew about it. Y/N did too. Shihnōin Clan was one of the four noble families in the soul society. And the fate of the clan was hanging by the thread since Y/N’s previous marriage was full of woes. With no male heir she was the one to carry the bloodline. Even the distant families warded off when they had an ounce of the knowledge that Y/N was the reason for her husband’s death, for her own doom. And her father made it clear that she is too young to stay unmarried as soon as her husband was buried. No time to lament, nor to grieve. Tragic, is it not?

No. It is not. It was anything but not tragic. Sure, people talked, spun lies, and spread rumors but that is what they do, that is the only thing they know to do. Some said she poisoned her own husband; some said she was a witch of dark magic; some even go as far as saying that she had a secret lover who belonged to the low caste who killed her husband; But it did not matter what they said, it did not since if anything they helped to her to earn sympathy from the kinder souls, and Y/N’s mother made sure her daughter had no problem to have a stable life, finding her a proper husband and sealing the fate of Shihnōin clan with the Kuchiki clan. To people, it was more of an alliance, to the respective families, it was more of a marriage of convenience than a marriage. But to her it was a re-birth while to him it was just duty.

It was the fourth of January when her heart beat again hearing the sound of carriage. He is here.

Y/N could hear low voices from downstairs. Plain and prosaic but she could spot Byakuya’s voice out of them all. He specifically requested to see y/n alone and her parents did not express any objections. If she had not been married before, they would never have let her alone with a man, but as it was they thought they did not have to defend her virtue anymore. And Y/N could never tell them how wrong they were, that her previous marriage was never consummated. How shall she ever say that to him?

Byakuya was decent enough to knock and Y/N made no hurry to open the door. She bowed down, greeted him with a smile, and retreated towards the couch standing, waiting for him to follow her lead. “I hope you're aware of the circumstances of our meeting today. ” He seemed so restrained and controlled, as if his emotions were bottled up so deep inside, not even he could reach them. It is a wonder how much of it was the result of his wife’s death and how much was his natural disposition.

“Yes,” she said, hoping he could not see how nervous she was. She gestured toward the couch to the left. “Would you like to sit down for our talk?”Byakuya nodded. She sank down on the sofa, and he took the armchair across from her. She would have thought he would sit beside her, but he seemed content to keep as much space between them as was acceptable.

“I assume your father told you that our wedding is planned for February 14th” Y/N searched for a flicker of sadness or wistfulness in his voice, but there was nothing. She rested her hands in her lap, linking her fingers. There was less chance of him noticing her trembling that way. “Yes. He told me a few days ago.” Byakuya was courteous enough to give her the attention she needs. If all these were in his hands, he would not have been here. “I hope you're okay with this. With o-jii-sama’s health deteriorating and me being the head of the family, things are a little hasty. . .” Words became too heavy to reach her. She was bubbling with excitement that maybe, this marriage won't fail like the last one, maybe he won't flee with his secret lover while staging his death ( like her previous husband did ), and maybe he will see her as a woman enough. . .

“Why did you choose me?” Y/N asked out of the blue unable to keep up with his calm demeanor anymore. She had been wondering about this ever since her father had told her about his agreement with Byakuya. She knew it was a question that she was not supposed to ask, not like this. Byakuya’s expression did not alter.

“Of course. Many suggested your cousin but I didn’t want a wife who’s barely of age. Unfortunately, most women in their twenties are already married, and most widows are older than me or have children, both unacceptable for a man in my position as you will probably understand.” She nodded. There were so many rules and etiquettes when it came to finding the right spouse, especially for a man in his position, which was why so many were shocked when y/n was announced as his future wife. Byakuya had stepped on many toes with that decision. “So you were the only logical choice. You are, of course, still quite young, but that can’t be changed.”

For a moment She was stunned into silence by his emotionless reasoning. She was not as naïve as she used to be, but she would have hoped at least part of the reason why Byakuya had chosen her was that he was attracted to her, found her pretty, or at least fascinating to some extent, but this cold explanation destroyed that small flicker of hope.

“I’m twenty-five,” she exclaimed in a surprisingly calm voice. Maybe his aloofness rubbed off on her. If so, she would be known as the ice queen in no time. “That’s not young by our marriage standards.”

“Yes, still five years younger than me” He sounded as if she was forcing him to marry her, as if one of the rumors, as they say, that y/n is a witch is true. His previous wife was barely a year younger than him and they had shared good five years of married life until she died due to illness on a fine morning on a spring day.

“Then maybe you should look for another wife. I didn’t ask you to marry me.” The moment the words were out, y/n clamped a hand over her mouth, then met Byakuya’s gaze. He did not look angry, he did not look anything. His face was as it always was. Stoic and emotionless . “I’m sorry. That was very rude. I shouldn’t have said that.”

Byakuya has been sitting in the same manner as he did when he first took the armchair instead of the couch. He left the chair and walked towards her. With his hands now inside his slacks, his frame loomed over her. He took out his right hand, fisted, and kept the small velvet box on the side table. “Right. You shouldn't have.” Byakuya said as he noticed her eyes were still on the carpet. “But it's okay. I understand your concern.”

Her gaze flickered toward his right hand and her stomach plummeted. He was still wearing his old wedding ring. Another strange burst of disappointment filled her. If he wore it after all this time, he must still be in love with his dead wife, or was it a simple matter of habit? He noticed her gaze and for the first time his stoic mask slipped but it was gone so quickly that she thought she imagined it. Byakuya did not bother to explain and there was a knock on the door so he did not have the time either. With the exchange another set of pleasantries he left without a proper goodbye.

The wedding day came sooner than expected. She barely had the time to count days. And as the elders of the family discussed, it was small with no engagement ceremony but with just close family members and friends. Y/N did not object, actually, no one asked for her opinion except her husband. But it would make a great fuss if she were to bring her opinions to light. Moreover, she had more serious things to worry about. If Byakuya came to know that she still had her virtue intact, it would be just a matter of minutes for her before Byakuya puts all the puzzle pieces together to get the whole picture. He is a cold, clever man. So, mercy was the last thing y/n expected from him. Her previous husband, her not-so-dead husband fled with his lover because the rules and the customs would have kept them apart. And, if Byakuya had any clue of what happened at backstage he would turn the world upside down, at least he was expected to do so.

Y/N was finally able to catch up with her life when she was in the carriage with her new husband. There was no time to decipher him with all the people around. This night was going to be her first proper wedding night but Byakuya made sure that there was no chance of it at all. He did not seem tired, or interested in her. She could not pin any moment where she caught him looking at her, not even once. Dread and relief filled her at the same time. By now it is okay to accept that she was the problem, not her fate, or him. Perhaps, she can keep the secret of her previous marriage enjoying the little freedom she has left in her life.

The next morning was gorgeously sunny. When Y/N came downstairs she already found Byakuya on the other side of the dining table, with his breakfast and a rolled paper on a tray by his side. God knows, what news it holds? At least, not the one she was anticipating.

“I hope you slept well.” Byakuya broke the stifling silence that had made her think of all the possibilities that could end her life thinking of the contents of the letter. “I’ve already informed the staff to be here. Yesterday was an exception. Hope you did not have much problem without the staff not being around. They will be here at your beck and call, so you do not— was he mocking?

“That’s very kind of you.”

“Is something bothering you?” she nodded letting him know that there was no reason at all with a flimsy smile on her face. She could barely focus on eating the food. Byakuya noticed it too. “I thought you needed time.” his voice was coaxed with an apology. Of course. Byakuya would give her the very thing he was deprived of, for it had been his necessity too; Y/N’s glance switched to him and then to the food again. He did not look sorry though.

“As I said, That’s very kind of you.” She grabbed the tea cup and was ready to leave since there was no one to keep tabs on her etiquette and as such. If he wanted the marriage to work, then why should she keep trying all the time? all these hopes and anticipation would be the death of her if not the secret she is carrying with her.

“There will be a social gathering. On March 14th. You’re expected—She looked over her shoulder as the sound of the dragging chair made it to her ears. Byakuya hesitated before he spoke the rest, “I would like you to come with me.”

“Sure.”

Sure. Byakuya had his reasons to act the way he is acting. He was aware of the details of her marriage. Before visiting her, he made sure to do a background check and he did regret it when he recognized her previous husband. He had seen him in the land of the living. And, now he was not sure where exactly her loyalties lie: to him or to the man who left her. For now, he had no time to think about it. There were some grave matters that he had to handle.

Crest-fallen, a week prior to the gathering Ginrei Kuchiki took his last breath. There were lots of preparations and ceremonies to be done, but at the same time he could not afford to miss the meeting and so it all came down to y/n who had to shoulder most of the responsibilities while Byakuya just paid a visit to the meeting.

Time flew by as if someone were stealing it from them. Even though they spent the days under the same roof, Byakuya barely had a chance to speak to her or make things right. By the time he came to bed, she had already fallen asleep or was too tired to stay awake. Byakuya has been a light sleeper anyways. He often waited for her to be perfectly asleep so that he could slip under the same covers as hers. Y/N was too disappointed and angry to notice the small changes in him, in his gestures. Not that she tried, she did but Byakuya brushed her off every time. It was such a slow poison for her. She had made up her mind not to consummate this marriage unless they were asked for a child but fate never goes along with the human will. It opposes, always .

“You’re early,” Y/N said as Byakuya entered the room. Seeing her in a flimsy nightgown he looked away from her. She scowled when she noticed him looking away.

“Could you wait for me? I need to refresh myself. I want to talk about something.”

Ah! finally, it's happening. She gave him a simple nod and slipped under the covers. Perhaps it was about an heir, or shifting into a different house or maybe a visit to other families or so; Y/N had no idea that her secret was going to slap her in the face.

“I see. How long have you been aware?” Y/n asked still facing away from him while Byakua was seated on the bed. “Since before our marriage.” Y/n turned and sat folding her legs, covering herself so that he does not have to look away while talking. “Ah! That’s why the cold shoulder.”

“No. No. I was just—

“Just thought that I might have a secret lover too?

Byakuya closed the gap a little, “Well, do you?”

“Does it matter?”

Does it matter? Of course, it does. Byakuya did not respond not yet but Y/N could see his jaw tightening, muscles stiffing at the mere possibility of a ‘yes’.

She interjected, “Yeah! Thought so.” and left the bed, his sight heading towards the bathroom but Byakuya grabbed her hand and pulled her in his lap. She gasped loudly at such a sudden swift motion but more than so his bold voice declaring something so unexpected something so unbelievable that it turned her on more than it should. “Yes. it matters. It matters to me because I would be bothered, so much that I’m incapable of bearing the thought of losing you.”

Her breathing was heavy since not only his deep raspy voice stilled her motion but also made her thinking come to a halt. Byakuya slipped his hands under her gown earning a huge gasp as his lips touched her bare shoulders. Her body responded quickly, she arched feeling his cold and calloused fingers on her breasts, pinching her areola. “Tell me,”, his voice coated her skin with goosebumps, “do you want this, with me?” She turned her face, eyes holding the tears back, blurring her vision. She was burning with desire. How could she not?

“Yes.” Byakuya’s hands traveled down to her core, rubbing gently on her clit over the cloth. It was already damp. She could barely process all of these while his voice hinted impatience again, “then, tell me where you involved with him, in his act?”

Her grasp on his thighs tightened as she struggled to stand up on her feet. With all the dim lights around it was not of any help. Byakuya pushed aside the fabric and touched the outer lips with more pressure than before. “Do you not want me?” Y/N has torn apart between keeping her self-respect and submitting her to him. She had tried countless times to get his attention, tried every lewd way to lure Byakuya that made her feel like nothing but a cheap whore.

“Do you not want me?” she managed to utter thinking of all those nights when she had to go to bed feeling like a mistress rather than a wife.

Byakuya verbalized holding her in his embrace tightly. “Yes. I do. I really do.”His voice reeked of agony and loneliness, his touch was so desperate yet so gentle. Y/N read him wrong, he was not playing games anymore.

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tags: oral (blowjobs), mentions of heterosexual intercourse/relationship, Byakuya being a slightly naive little puppy.

It was already late in the evening by the time Byakuya & [Y/N] went to bed. But they both seem to have no intention of sleeping.

He broke their lips free from their kiss only to reseal them with another. Letting out a soft noise when he felt [Y/N]’s fingers undo his sleeping robe and then brush against his chest. His own hands holding onto her waist, fingers gripping and ungripping at the soft flesh there just under her own robe.

She kissed down his neck & shoulders. Byakuya leaned back to give her more room, but then became confused when she continued to kiss lower. “What are you doing?”

[Y/N] looked up at him from the position she had slithered into between his legs. Her fingertips just tucked into the waist band of his pants. Her expression seeming a little caught off guard by his question. “I just thought…you know…for you…” Her babbling clearly didn’t make sense to him, as Byakuya’s face was as blank as ever, and [Y/N] sat up suddenly on her heels to look at him. “Wait. Have you never had a blowjob?”

Byakuya’s stoic mirror broke instantly. He may have even blushed a little before turning away.

He may be of a noble family, where such things are not talked about ever, but he has also been essentially a soldier all his life. His subordinates would of course never say such vulgar things in front of him, but he has ears, and their voices carry. So of course, he knew what she was talking about, but he was hard pressed to dignify her comment with a response.

“It’s not an appropriate thing for a lady to do.”

Her deep chuckle brought back his attention again. Though he wasn’t sure if she was laughing at him or his comment, the sound drew him in like a siren song. She leaned in closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and her thinly covered breasts pressing against his bare chest. “I’m not a lady though.” She kissed him again and pulled back with softly hooded eyes looking at him. “Can I do it then? I’d…really like to. But if you’re not comfortable we don’t have to try it this time.”

Byakuya wasn’t sure how to answer her. Saying yes made him feel a little bit like a pervert. Like he was asking her to do something degrading (even though she asked). But saying no made him feel like he was a prude and ruining the moment. He’d also be a liar if he said, deep down, that he wasn’t interested in these kinds of services. He might be a noble, but he was still a man. “If that’s what you want to do, I won’t stop you.”

[Y/N] gave him an enticing smirk that made his erection all that more noticeable, and she slid back down to where she was earlier between his legs. The tint in his face crawled up further, now the he realized what she was down there for, but tried to stay still and not move. He didn’t know what to do so he felt the best course of action was just to stay put. She pulled on the waistband of his pants again and he lifted his hips to help get them off. His erection popped out immediately. Waving in the air near her face and Byakuya suddenly felt incredible embarrassed. A perfectly natural reaction made 10x more awkward with how up close she was to it.

[Y/N] doesn’t seem to mind though and gripped the shaft to start stroking him. This caused Byakuya to let out a sigh and relax a little. This was something familiar that he was accustomed to, which was probably why she did it. The feel of her hand made the ache in his loins both ease and intensify at her touch. Then she leaned forward and he felt something wet lick the side. Byakuya was a smart man, so he knew it was her tongue, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that or the feeling of her tongue on him, but he let her keep going.

Her tongue lapped at the side of his cock while her hand held the base. It was an odd sensation, but not unpleasant. In fact, he was getting more & more pleasant as it kept going on. He felt his breathing start to labor by the time his entire cock was wet. Then she suddenly did the unthinkable and put the tip in her mouth. A moan escaped him, unbidden, as the head of his cock sucked on gently. Her tongue massaging the sensitive glands while still in her mouth and sending shockwaves up his spine. He suddenly realized why men had such an obsession with this and felt the need to bring it up all the time.

It didn’t stop there though as [Y/N] suddenly started moving her head up & down over his cock. The entirety of his erection in a warm, wet, sucking vice. Her hand following up after it to keep it encased at all times so it never lost pressure.

“Fuck….I mean….[Y/N]…” Byakuya never cursed (unless of course absolutely necessary) but he was losing himself.

All he could think about in this moment was pleasure. His whole existence narrowed down to just [Y/N] and his cock. He couldn’t even think of the presence of mind to warn her when he was about to ejaculate. Suddenly cumming in a loud grunt as he almost doubled over from where he had propped himself up, before falling back on the bed.

“How was it?”

Byakuya opened his eyes at [Y/N]’s question. The woman on her knees between his legs still. Tucking back her hair behind her ear to keep it out of her face, showing off her breasts in the process which had broke free from her robe which had come undone while she was servicing him. His spent cock twitched in attention. Seeming to want to answer for him. “It was good.”

[Y/N] gave another one of those deep chuckles (god she was going to kill him) before leaning over him until they were almost face to face. That grin on her face as well. “Good. I’m glad you liked it. But…you still seem pretty lively.” The tip of her finger brushed over his cock from base to tip. “Think we can keep going?”

Byakuya wasted no time in answering her question by gripping her hips and helping her straddle over his cock. He moaned when he slid into her. Feeling how wet she was. Knowing that she had been turned on by servicing him as much as he had been with her.

They made love for a while later. [Y/N] riding him until she eventually came, and he came a second time inside of her.

When they were finally done and curled up next to each other, Byakuya stayed awake for a little while longer. Realizing how sexually inexperienced he was, even though he had a wife and did pick up on things like anyone else. He decided he was going to work on that. To be a better partner for [Y/N] to make sure their needs were fulfilled. He wouldn’t fail another woman in bed by not being there for them.

If nothing else, he at least needed to learn how to ‘return the favor’. He would find a discrete way to look into that tomorrow.

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━━ ⟡ 𝓖𝐎 𝓚𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝓖𝐎, various. 🐈‍⬛

᧔𐓪᧓ 𝓱𝐜𝐬 𝓯𝐭. ━━ Shunsui Kyoraku, Byakuya Kuchiki, Kisuke Urahara, & Uryu Ishida!

i. 𝐆𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 // 1/3 part of the animal s/o series!

𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 been married to Shunsui for years and the man absolutely adores your cat ears and tail! He thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen. He tends to have a hard time keeping his hands off your tail because it was so soft to touch and your reaction when he tugged on it was priceless.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 watched as your tail swayed back and forth, the man was trying his best not to pet it. He watched as you continued to snore peacefully on his chest. "Eh…they won’t notice." He spoke to himself while his hand reached for your f/c tail that was wrapped around your waist. Your silky fur making contact with his rough hands caused you to purr into his chest. Shunsui dragged his fingers down slowly until he wrapped his entire hand around the tail and gave it a light tug. After tugging on the fur your head immediately shot up along with your ears and tail as your fierce e/c eyes started to glare into his soul. "Sorry sweets, I didn’t know." He put his hands up in a surrendering manner, which caused you to hiss and use your sharp nails to rip the sleeve off his captain’s coat. "I–I said sorry!"

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒 with him were the best! You and he would always get into trouble from the constant napping and slacking off from work. There would be times when Nanao would have to split you both up so Shunsui could get his work done. Which didn’t work but was worth a try.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 cuddling, he likes to run his hands through your hair and brush them against your ear, which causes you to let out a faint purring sound. Every time you purr, his heart never fails to swell up.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 goes through hell and back to cut your nails. By the time he’s done, he already has multiple scratches across his face and chest. But you make it up to him by patching the countless scratches he had. After that, you’ll nuzzle your head into his neck as he holds you; he couldn’t be angry with you even if he tried.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 has plenty of marks on his neck from when you bite him when you get jealous. The number of times you’ve hissed at women for staring at your husband was mind-boggling. Whenever one disappears, you add a new one, you disregard sharing, no one can have him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 you become bored easily, he would take you out to the garden and let you play around in there until he was done with his work. After that, he’ll find you asleep in the grass with a flower in your mouth and a bird in your hand.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 would be lying if he said he didn’t find your behavior interesting. He thought it was cute when your knuckles kneaded into his back, he believed that you were giving him a massage but it turns out you were showing your love and contentment to him. <3 He also found it cute when you bump your head against his or rub your cheeks against his to show affection. Not to mention how you wait at the door for him to come back when he sent on tasks.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐈 sighed and made his way back to his office. "I’m so tired." He muttered as he opened the door, and without paying attention, he tripped over something—no, someone. As he rubbed his head, he looked over his shoulder to see you curled into a ball in front of the door. "Were they waiting for me?" He scratched his cheek as he crawled towards your sleeping body. His eyes soften at your sleeping state. Every time he leaves, you always take a nap to make time go by faster. "Kitty, I'm back." His hand petted your hair as you opened one of your eyes, which dilated at the sight of your husband. "Shu!" You jumped into his arms as he fell back from his sudden actions. "Were you waiting for me?" He sat up with you on his lap. You nodded your head quickly and bumped your head against his cheek affectionately, saying, "Mhmm, I didn’t know you were going to be gone for that long." Your ears flattened, and you kissed his lips. Shunsui felt an arrow strike him through the heart at your ears. "I’m sorry! I didn’t know either! I love you so much, kitty!" Crocodile tears left his eyes as he held onto you tightly, not letting go any time soon.

𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐈.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐁𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀 had a love and hate relationship with your cat–like behavior, made because it reminded him of someone familiar. But he loves you either way; you make him so happy that words can’t explain it.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves when you visit him during captain's duties. He couldn’t count how many times you fell asleep on his chest without him noticing. He always tried to move you, but the sound of your light purring made it hard for him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 would get the best chefs to cook your favorite fish-based meals. Oh, he loved it when your eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious food the chefs made for you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐖𝐀𝐇! I can’t believe all of this is for me!" Your eyes sparkled at the sight of the buffet. Byakyua's eyes softened when you wrapped your arms around his neck to give him multiple kisses. "The best for you only, dear." He reached his hand out to pet your f/c ears, which caused you nuzzle you cheek into his even more. "Ah! I love you Byakyua!" You grinned at your husband who chuckled silently and picked up the chopsticks for you. This was the most excited he’s ever seen you. "I love you as well."

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 man also spoils you to the point of no return. Is that what you want? He'll buy it before you know it. If anything reminds him of you then better believe he's going to buy it! When you tell him that he doesn't have to buy all the things for you, he will immediately ignore you and go to buy something else for you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 and he would spend most of your nights discussing the most randomized things. Like do you prefer to be a snail or worm? (Byakyua says snail). However, some of the questions you have asked him have put him into a deep reflection.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 you rather spend the rest of your life with no legs or no arms?" "Simple, no arms." "But—" "Never-mind, I need my arms to use my sword. So no legs." "But then again…"

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 enjoys playing hide and seek with you! The sound of your laughter brings him happiness as he pretended not to see you hiding in plain sight.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐈 wonder where could they be?" Byakyua spoke out and began to scratch his chin. You watched as the man continued to look around the room for you as you hid under the table and held your hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t give up your hiding space. "I guess they’re in the next room? I need to take a look." He spoke again, then walked to the door. Once you heard the door open and close you slowly peeked your head from under the table, before you could make a move a hand grabbed the back of your shirt. Your husband's familiar scent caused you to sink into his grip. "Byakyua?! How did you find me?" You cried at your husband as he smiled at your behaviour. "I overheard you the moment I opened the door. It seems like you don’t have the ability to withhold your laughter." He laughed at how you were sulking, with your ears were flatting. "Not fair! Let’s play another round!"

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 guy is the ultimate cat lover, so imagine his reaction when he sees someone with cat ears and a tail! He couldn’t keep his hands off you even if he tried, just the sight of your f/c ears perking up and your tail swaying can make him swoon in an instant.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄’𝐒 extremely clingy and loving once it came to you. Once he wrap his arms around you for some cuddle time it was hard for him to let go, not that you mind or anything.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 they are." Yoruichi sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose at the couple snoozing on the couch. She knew something wasn't right when you didn't show up at practice like you said. Once she found you, she found you lying on the couch with your lover. "Huh? Yoruichi! What are you doing here?" Kisuke rubbed his eyes as the brown-skinned woman tried her hardest not to punch the shit out of him. This wasn’t his first time holding you back from training because he wanted to ‘cuddle’. "I’ve come to see Y/n, only to find out they’re here. With you." She glared at him as he scratched the back of his neck.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 spends his free time building cardboard forts for you. The amount of time he spends on the fort is amazing, and by the time he’s done it’s the same size as a castle.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 this man was a bit of a pervert then, so he would often buy revealing clothes for his eyes solely. And when you try them on he’ll get you to do a spin, which makes him a bit aroused. The way the fabric hugged your body and the bell around your neck makes him want to pounce on you.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐀𝐒 an obsession with your thighs! When he sees you from a distance, his eyes are immediately directed at your thighs. It's one of his favorite places to put his head, and he wouldn't mind if you smothered it. As long as he died between your thighs.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 loves to laugh at you with the help of a laser pointer. He thinks it's the funniest thing in the world when you leap from wall to wall to grab the red dot. He also owns these feather toys so you can concentrate on him when you're not paying attention to him.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 you kitten constantly, there would times where he forgot your name because of the constant usage of the pet name. You’ve seemed to earn the name because you could shrink and turn into a kitten. Which causes Kisuke to carry your little body around all day in his pocket. <3 Often checks his pocket to see if you’re still in there.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 you okay in there, kitten?" Kisuke checked his pocket once more to see if his lover was still in there, he didn’t want to drop and lose you again. Your sharp e/c eyes opened and meowed loudly while using your paw to cover your eyes from the sunlight making its way in. "Ah, I’m sorry kitten." Kisuke chuckled at your adorable behavior you couldn’t talk in your cat form so he learned how to read your gestures and meows. Right now you were telling him to close his pocket and stop letting the sunlight in. You meowed once more as Kisuke scratched his cheek, "No need to curse now!"

𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐀.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 was the sweetest when it came to you. He thought you were the most valuable thing he ever had. Just thinking of you, his heart can melt in a few seconds. Every morning, he called you so you could prepare for school on the phone. He just wanted you to shrink so he could carry you for the whole day <3.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 couldn't count on his fingers or his toes the many times he lost you because you went to take a nap somewhere. He remembered vividly how he panicked when he realized you weren’t by his side anymore, it felt like he lost a pair of diamond earrings in the ocean when he lost you. But with help from Ichigo, Orihime and Chad, they found you lying in a tree near his home.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐌 down Uryu! We’re going to find them." Ichigo deadpanned at the teenager who checked under every pebble in the park while mumbling curses under his breath. "Shut up!" He snapped at the orange-haired male who glared at him before rolling his eyes. He’s never saw Uryu so upset over something before. "Where was the last time you saw them?" Chad watched as Uryu climb tree to tree looking for you. "When we were walking back from school! I looked away for one minute and they were gone!" Uryu exclaimed as Orihime helped check tree after tree. Orihime tilted her head at the foot hanging out of the tree, she walked closer and closer only to see you snoozing in the tree while wearing your boyfriend’s jacket. "I found them!" Orihime pointed to the tree as Uryu traveled quicker than the speed of light. "How did they even get up there?" Ichigo gazed into the tree at your sleeping body. "It’s not important! Now help me get them down."

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐎𝐍 the weekends he does nothing but spend the day snuggling up in bed with you, with a book in one hand while the other scratching your ears continuously. But once you crawl on top of him he would quickly put the book to the side so he can cuddle you properly.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐔 didn’t want you to lift a finger, which explained why he did almost everything for you. From tying your shoes to carrying you around the building. Plenty of people found your relationship adorable, considering they never thought of seeing someone like Uryu carrying someone around school the entire day!

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 Byakyua, he’ll spoil you endlessly. Since you’ve became his lover he made you his number one priority and brought you everything you wanted. Did you want that new scratching post? He’ll buy it with no thoughts behind it. Seeing you happy was more important than anything in the world.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 he’s busy with hollows and what not he leaves your favorite toys around and plays your favorite music that puts you to sleep in an instant. Once he comes come he’ll see you sleeping with a pillow against your chest, wishing it was him instead.

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ 𝐇𝐄 makes the cutest clothes for you! Not to mention he loves making cute matching hats for you during winter, the look on his face when he sees you wearing his designs always made you laugh. Almost everything in your closet was made by Uryu, when people asked where it was from you always said your boyfriend made it for you. <3

♡ 𓈒 𓈒 ୨୧ "𝐀𝐑𝐄 they . . . matching?" Ichigo poimted at the couple who wore the same hat along with the same jacket. Orihime eyes sparkled at the sight, she considered you and Uryu to be the cutest couple in the school. "Ah! Look at L/n–san’s ears! Do you see them?" Orihime pointed at your ears poking from the hat because your ears Uryu cut two holes in the fabric so your hair wouldn't have to struggle and be kept away. "Here you go, my love." Uryu passed the hot chocolate to you with your eyes lighting up. Uryu eyes softened at your lovable behavior, "Thank you Uryu!" You took a sip of the warm chocolate drink as Uryu’s cheeks heated up slightly. "It’s no big deal, I only get the best for you."

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neesieiumz · 1 year

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narcissus ⸻ ⭃ b. kuchiki

synopsis ⸻ ⭃ clumsy little thing, aren’t you. captain kuchiki won’t stand for that, you know?

warnings ⸻ ⭃ 18+ minors do not interact. sm*t. spanking. punishment. established relationship. dom/sub relationship. black-coded reader. afab reader. female anatomy. honestly i see him as a brat tamer but my skill level isn’t there yet so we’ll settle for this. fingering. reader is byakuya’s assistant in this as well. reader is a clumsy person as well. he’s a man that demands for perfection so here we go!

writers notes ⸻ ⭃ sobs. please don't put that fuckass l*bel on my shit anymore. it's so discouraging knowing the reach this is supposed to have to get dismissed. anyways... also thank you so much to @retroanimeandotherthigs for beta-reading!! I also literally wrote this in one day, as most should know. I'm only on episode 103 of bleach and he, shinsui, and kisuke have been HEAVY on the mind. I am currently planning a threesome fic with kisuke and yoruichi

word count ⸻ ⭃ 2.2k

Clumsy little thing, that’s what everyone thinks whenever they see you. Constantly trailing after their leader, holding a bunch of papers that end up on the floor two minutes after holding them. As everyone watched the two of you, everyone wondered why exactly the stoic-like captain kept you around. Not only did you constantly drop paperwork, but it was also a common routine for you to bump into someone, especially while holding important paperwork. It caused you to constantly apologize, gathering the papers before continuing your journey to your captain’s office.

“You’re late,” was all he said, squeaking as you slid the door open slowly.

You silently cursed to yourself as you stepped inside the office, holding the jumbled papers you were tasked to deliver to his office.

You had thought he would still be in his meeting with the other Captains, leaving you with just enough time to rearrange everything before he could see it.

“My… apologies, I ran into someone…” you trailed off, not knowing what to say to the idea of you running into someone again, and messing up the papers once again.

He glanced up from what he was looking at before, the familiar impassiveness evident in his eyes.

“You ran into someone…?” His voice took on dull sarcasm before his eyes glazed down at the obviously ruffled papers in your hands.

You stumbled for a bit, nodding your head, and pressing the papers close to you. He sighed, before gesturing for you to come closer, not before telling you to lock the sliding door. At first, you almost didn’t move, but you knew he meant business each and every time he spoke, and he didn’t like to waste his breath. Slowly, you took a few steps towards him, soon ending up in front of his desk. With no words exchanged, he motioned with his finger for you to come around the desk. Nothing but the sounds of your soft footsteps and the rumples of paper echoed through the spacious office. His eyes stayed right on you as you walked around the wooden desk, his body turning as you stood right in front of him.

Once you stood there, he held out his hand, expecting the papers he told you to bring. Accepting your fate, you slowly pulled them away from your chest before placing them right in his hands. As he shuffled through them, his long fingers grazed the creased, crumpled folds of the files.

“This is the fifth time you’ve done something like this.”

You squeaked, closing your eyes, “my apologies, Captain Ku—”

“Save it.”

You closed your eyes, immediately shutting your mouth, and looking away from the man as he placed the papers on his desk. Your fingers fumbled with the hems of your robes as you glanced down, looking at the hard wooden floors, not wanting to see the indignation in his eyes.

“Look at me.”

As much as you didn’t want to, you slowly lifted up your head, looking at him as he leaned back into his chair, his arms coming up against the armrests, his hands clasping together. His eyes were closed, as he pondered upon what to do when it comes to you.

“My patience has worn thin with you, and the very fact I have patience for you is extraordinary.”

You had nothing to say, heart, beating in between your ears as you looked upon him. He kept his eyes closed for a moment, before slowly opening them, looking right into you.

“Come closer,” is all he said, removing his hands from in front of his face.

Blinking, uneasiness steadily flows through your veins as you approach the daunting man sitting in his chair. He said nothing as you got closer and closer to him, and soon you were nearly toe-toe with him, your robes grazing each other. He could hear your unsteady breath, your braids hanging down, framing your face as you lowered your head.

“Disrobe.”

Eyes wide, looking at him, as his eyes narrowed at your stunned look.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

With that, shaky hands slowly reach for the white ribbon holding up your black robes, pulling it out of the intricate ribbon you had done that morning. Sometimes, people don’t wear anything under them, but luckily you do. You stood there in silk shorts, tan in color, reflecting against your brown skin, with a matching thin-strapped top.

“Kneel.”

With that, your knees shook as you descended to the wooden floor. They hit the floor with a soft “thud” as you rested back against your ankles, hands neatly tucked in your lap. It was quiet, nothing but the sounds of your breathing in the air. The light beamed into the large window, shining down on the two of you. The feeling of cold fingertips pressing up against your cheek, your body jerking in reaction. However, his hand came up, grabbing your chin and cheeks, keeping you right in place as it guided your head up. Making you look back at him. The two of you locked eyes, your own glossy gaze into his hardened one, built by years and years of rigor. His dark long black hair shone and reflected against the sunlight. His grandeur echoed through the court. When you had graduated and had been put into squad six, you never thought you’d see his face so closely. Soon after that, you were made to be his assistant, a decision you would never regret no matter what.

He said nothing as you felt his hand pull you forward, causing you to gasp, as you stumbled right back on your feet only to land on something soft again. You were laying on your stomach, looking around before noticing you were laying right on his lap.

“Capt—” you were suddenly cut off with a sharp gasp as a stinging pain erupted against you.

“Did I say you could speak?”

Immediately you shut your mouth, breathing heavily as you felt his soft hands brushing up and down against both your bare and covered skin. His hand soon slid underneath your shorts, before slowly peeling away your shorts, revealing A familiar warm feeling that began to build up within you as he began to speak.

“Let’s see… five times huh…?” you heard trail off, right before another strike came, silently gasping as it echoed through the office.

“That’s two… what do you say to me?”

Whimpering, “thank you, Sir.”

Another smack… 6

“Thank you sir.”

Another smack… 9

“Thank you sir.”

You could hear the smirk in his hum, in his tone as he sent down another strike. You wiggled in his tight hold, yearning for some type of friction as you could feel yourself seep against your shorts. He continued to lay down your punishment, with no remorse and mercy within his tone or his movements. Eyes rolled to the back of your head, as your body jerked with every strike.

Another smack. 19…

“Thank you sir.”

Another smack. 20…

“Thank you sir.”

Tears welled in your eyes, as you felt his stinging palm strike over and over again. At the same time, you could feel yourself dripping, cunt pulsing as he continued to deliver his punishment. Byukuya was controlled, every strike just as blistering as the last one. Your hands reached out, grabbing at his robes for some kind of stability.

Another smack… 26…

“Thank you, Sir.”

Another smack… 27…

“Thank you, sir.”

You slurred your words, drool dripping from your plump lips. His other hand put pressure against your back, causing you to arch it more, your knees bending more and more against him, raising your ass into the air. Your hot tears streaked down your face, head throwing back as you clenched around nothing, the wet sounds of your pussy resounding through the air. He smelled of vetiver and gardenias, permeating his skin and robes. His actions were mind-numbing, nothing but the words, “Thank you,” and “sir” echoing through your otherwise empty mind.

His final three strikes came in consecutive, overwhelming you completely, and causing you to choke on your spit.

“Thank you sir.. Thank you sir, thank you sir!”

30 strikes.

Your body slumped, melting into his hold, no longer having the energy to hold yourself up. His hand continued to stroke up and down your body, slowly massaging your aching body. You let off low moans as you relish in his now tender touch.

“What have we learned?” His voice cut through the daze you were once in.

Shivering, you slowly turned your head to look at him, “to be… to be more careful.”

He said nothing, continuing to massage your ass, providing some temporary relief. His hand soon changed its position, and abruptly you could feel one of his fingers sink deep into your sopping cunt, letting out a gasping moan as he did so.

“Sir—” you were suddenly cut off by another finger sliding into you.

Body rocking, try your best to grind against his fingers as he slowly fucked you against them. You were soaked, dripping all over his fingers, your thighs, and his robes. Luckily, he didn’t seem to care, he usually does not in moments like this. You squirmed, moving your head to muffle your moans as they got louder and louder, the rush from the earlier punishment pushing you further and further over the line. That warm feeling you had felt earlier now skyrockets into immense pressure as if it was a dam ready to burst and break. He toyed with you, pressing the pads of his fingers against your spot, causing you to squeal, and thrash against him

“Clenching around my fingers like that, huh?” His voice was low and tense, savoring every movement you made against him.

You trembled against him, writhing as you yearned for more, something to push you over the edge. He purposely avoided that spot once again, knowing exactly what you craved. He leaned down towards you, his ear coming right next to your ears.

“You know what to do if you want to come.” He whispered before sitting up straight, continuing his ministrations against you.

You let out a loud cry, muffled by his robes, before lifting your head to speak, “can I come sir? Please, please can I come sir?”

He hummed, not saying a word but his actions all spoke for him as you felt his fingers press up against your walls, right up against your spot. You thrashed, convulsing as he kept up his speed, clinging onto him as your legs began to shake, your orgasms spilling over you.

“Come for me.”

With those final words, you let off a high-pitched moan, moving your head just enough to muffle it as you came. Clear slick spilled from you, dripping and drenching your thighs, making even more of a mess than your arousal once did. He let off a low hiss as you came all over him, taking a deep breath and slightly closing his eyes. As you let off heavy breaths, your body fully slumping against him, his fingers slowly sliding out of you, a wet squelching sound soon following after it. His body soon shifted, his single clean hand guiding you as slowly to the floor. Your head laid across his lap as you caught your breath, before his hand came up to you once more, making you look right at him.

Just as you locked eyes, his other hand came up, pressing the wet digits against your lips.

“Suck.” was the single command he gave.

With no hesitation, your lips and tongue came up and around his long fingers, the taste of your arousal revealing against your tongue. After a few moments, he slowly removed his fingers from your mouth before looking back down at you. He reached down, slowly caressing your face in an almost tender way, before pulling you right back, placing a deep yet slow kiss on your wet lips. Legs shaking, unable to hold your own weight as he pressed himself against you.

Just as his hand began to slide down, reaching to unwrap his robes, a flutter resounded in the room, interrupting the both of you. The two of you stopped, glancing back as a dark butterfly with red wings flew towards the both of you. You turned around, holding your hand out as the butterfly soon landed on your index finger. You closed your eyes as it relayed information to you, before turning around to look at your captain.

“Lady Unohana is asking for you.” You relayed, defaulting at the thought of your previous actions being discontinued.

Byakuya closed his eyes, letting out a sharp breath through his nose, “get dressed, you're coming with me.”

You suppressed a smile as you stepped away from him, sliding on your shorts before quickly walking to your robes, sliding them, and tying them back on with ease. You could feel him right behind you as you turned around, hands wiped clean of your saliva. His hands soon reached up to your face, moving around the braids that had gotten ruffed up during your play. You smiled, looking up at him as he gazed into your eyes. He then let off a rare smile, tucking one last braid behind your ear, before walking past you, telling you to follow quickly.

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kyokaasuiigetsuu · 25 days

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. . .𝒌𝒚𝒐𝒌𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒖

welcome to my blog! I LVOE MAKING FRIENDS I LOVE MEETING PEOPLE !!! my name is periwinkle. im a tumblr writer with a bit of experience under my belt. i recently read and watched bleach so here i am. this’ll probably be a multi anime blog :3 MINORS DNI.

🤍 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 & 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄 !!

— no inc3st, no g0re, no watersp0rts, nothing like that. it’s weird. i think this is like a normal fucking thing in every blog LOL.

— no children or childlike characters will be included in NSFW works. for exm: fluff for ichigo yes, smut for 15 yr old ichigo NO.

— requests: OPEN ‧₊˚❀‧₊˚. matchups: OPEN

— don’t be weird and come here to hate on orihime or any other women. every girl in bleach is unique and awesome.

— i am not fully committed to this blog so please don’t be upset if i take long breaks or hiatuses!

— i will mostly write fem! reader. perhaps gn every so often.

🤍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 ──★ ˙🍞. !!

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m-ayo-o · 9 months

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petal

You've been missing him so bad 18+ explicit sex wc 470

You suddenly feel a familiar presence in your bedroom. He's home.

It's late, you've already been sleeping, but you can tell from one look that your husband needs you tonight. His stern and serious exterior has faded as you bring Byakuya in close, resting his head on your chest as he kneels in front of you.

Few words are exchanged as you remove his uniform. He finally relinquishes his Zanpakutō, a weight lifting from his body.

You bathe together and wash his beautiful, jet black hair, massaging him, using basic healing techniques on the few minor injuries he sustained.

You return to bed and hear his voice, deep and soft, "Petal," his slender hand holds yours as you lay down, "can you stay awake any longer?"

You nod, giving him a sweet smile as he places chaste kisses over your fingers. You've been waiting for each other for too long now, you don't need sleep. You don't need anything. Just him.

"Let me hold you," he murmurs and lays down, bringing you in so close all you can feel is him.

Byakuya whispers sweet words and kisses you gently until you're wrapped around him, feeling his growing erection.

You sigh and moan into his deep kisses until he's propped up over you telling you, "Lay still, Petal, I need you," pushing himself gently inside your warm walls.

He takes it slow, his narrow eyes fixed on your beautiful face contorting with pleasure.

He gives you more than you can take, pushing you over the edge in minutes as you muffle your sweet moans on his broad, pale chest.

"Honey I, I–" you whimper against him, holding onto his shoulders.

"I know, I know, just a little more, ok?" He strokes your hair and kisses you gently, looking down at the creamy ring around his cock.

He praises you and fucks you so deep and slow. God, you've missed this. You feel his hand on your leg, pushing you up to get all the way back, his dick massaging all the right spots.

"B-byakua–" your voice is shaky, you can't take it. He can tell another intense orgasm is building inside you.

"It's ok, Petal, let go," he murmurs and rocks his hips so smoothly as you release over him again, your body bending up beautifully.

His thrusts get rough, the telltale sign that your husband is close, making you feel so dizzy and overwhelmed. It's been weeks since you felt like this.

You whisper how much you've missed each other, how much you love each other.

He presses a needy kiss on your lips, his hips stuttering then slowing as relief washes over his beautiful features.

He cleans you up and takes care of you, uttering sweet words until you're sleeping.

He holds you all night then takes you again in the morning. You're so glad he's home.

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lily-radiance · 2 years

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Even Flowers Can Bloom In The Winter- Bleach- Aizen, Byakuya, Grimmjow, and Ulquiorra x AFAB reader Teaser

Because the whole entire fanfiction is way too long I'm posting this teaser to get a general idea of the success of the entire document.

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Life in the soul society has always been both the best and worst thing that ever happened to you. Along the way you had known so many faces, so many comrades who had either fallen in battle, stopped caring about their duties, and of course those who had changed sides. You had always stood for the main ideals of the Soul Society to protect the world of the living from harm's way.

There was always a routine way of being a Soul Reaper, especially when you were the second lieutenant of squad six captain, Byakuya Kuchiki. He was arguably one of the toughest captains to put up with, but his lessons were valuable nonetheless, and you'd do anything to reach your potential. Of course your captain had the most specific training regimen, made you wake up early, ordered that if you were delivering paperwork of any kind it needed to go directly to the specified captain. If he found out you had cut corners, even by a little bit, the training would only grow harder.

Yet you would later discover that this rigid schedule would come to benefit you as time flew by instantaneously. No longer would you be just another student, just another average Soul Reaper! No, that was not in the stars for you, but maybe you would come to wish it was. Maybe ordinary life would be easier to handle.

"Look Yumichika, all I'm saying is you need to stand up to that bastard and reclaim your glory!", a rather tipsy Rangiku instructed the exhausted young man.

This was usual for the misfits, just like any other night with the clowns full of drama and energy. You leaned on the entryway of Rangiku's room, trying to connect the dots from afar without being dragged in. However a loose floorboard had other plans for you as your footing was not secure, causing you to trip and collapse near the two individuals.

"It's a surprise to see you here, (Y/N), I thought you didn't get involved in our personal affairs…", the flamboyant man chiding you for your abrupt appearance.

Of course he was kidding with you as this type of meeting was a regular occurrence in your select group of friends, and that always included you.

"I never said that, and you guys didn't leave room for me to join the conversation exactly. By the way, who's ass is on the line?"

Rangiku helped you get in a sitting position, still holding in a few chuckles from seeing your entrance. You really shouldn't have jumped down that rabbit hole, but at the time it seemed insignificant.

"Well Yumi here is complaining about Ikkaku, who said something about his appearance, and it didn't go well. Honestly I think he looks fine, but he won't take my opinion on the matter," she whispered to you, trying to hide the fact she just blabbed right in front of Yumichika.

"Hey don't tell her that! I thought you agreed to keep it secret! How will the other officials see me!? If Ikkaku, that bald idiot thinks I look bad!?"

A silence followed the outrageous comment, caused by the need to figure out if he was really serious. He always had these worries, even though you were pretty sure he was the epitome of gorgeous, besides his attitude levels.

It was just the thing you needed after a day's work, hearing your friend hold the silliest of insecurities, all while you and Rangiku clutched your abdomens, laughing hysterically. As much as Yumichika wanted to stay bitter, he found himself laughing right alongside you two.

"Okay, now that that topic is out of the way, and since we're talking appearances, let's list the most intriguing Soul Reapers! I'll go first, by saying that I'm plenty interested in that Izuru. Sure he could have more of a personality, but it isn't like we're going out or anything!", Rangiku continued on with the shenanigans.

You shared a look with the swordsman next to you, both of you holding a look of confusion and concern for her spontaneous interruption.

"Ugh there's so many boring guys here! And all the hot ones are our superiors anyways," he stated, clearly wanting to change the subject.

Yet his desire to end the conversation was shut down by another question from Rangiku.

"Uh yeah, have you seen them? I'm not saying we date them or anything, but at least give me some details! (Y/N), you're Captain Kuchiki's third seat! Isn't there anything interesting in squad six? Maybe Renji?"

You pushed her shoulder, flushed from the cheeks down to your neck at the assumption. Sure you may have had a small inkling of adoration for him, but only because he was one of the Captains of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads! And Renji was too infatuated with Rukia for your heart to develop an attachment.

"Grow up, Rangiku! Renji is not my type, plus he's had a crush on Rukia for years! Not to mention he's my superior as well!"

A devilish smile appeared on her features, resembling that of excess delight.

"But you didn't say anything about Captain Kuchiki! He's been single for a lifetime, plus you see him everyday, so you must at least have some sort of affliction connected!"

You wanted to tell yourself the liquor had gone to her head, which was probably true, but it wouldn't change anything because her mind was set on making you confess.

"There you go again, making assumptions about our lives! Y'know Rangiku you claim to like Izuru, but you've totally got the hots for Captain Hitsugaya! Especially at the training ground yesterday, you were so into him!", You countered in defense, wanting to protect your own personal information.

"Please you were the one who was on top of him!"

"Because he's helping me with my zanpakuto! Do you know how hard ice is to work with!? It takes so much spirit energy, and Toshiro has the most control with the element!"

The childish argument was just the entertainment Yumichika needed to get back on his feet, although he wasn't going to join the conversation without stirring the pot more.

"You both have it bad for a bunch of guys! Rangiku, you like Toshiro, and Izuru, and don't forget that episode with Shuhei!

( Y/N) you are totally crushing on Captain Kuchiki, I mean I get it, he's pretty, but he's still an ass! And don't forget about the other one, Captain Aizen, right?"

Your pulse skipped a beat at that notion, unaware that Yumichika of all people had picked up on that small detail.

"Oh my goodness, (Y/N), you have it worse than I do! Two captains? Both of their squad barracks next to each other?"

That's when you remembered that mistake, how you had left a set of documents in your private quarters that the serious captain needed to be signed as soon as possible by the latter. You had placed them on your desk so you wouldn't lose them but your usual detour to the Squad Ten Barracks had ruined this plan.

"I have to go get some paperwork for Captain Aizen now! Sorry, see you guys tomorrow! Don't be dumb without me!", You announced just before rushing out of the small building, hoping that you could be quick without your own superior noticing your error in judgement.

You wouldn't normally use the Flash-Step technique unless it was an emergency, and in this case it was. You had been rigorously practicing the movement, but it still felt odd, becoming nothing more than a blur as passerbys wondered where you were headed at this time of night. You saw some familiar faces as you sped by, some giving you curious glances as you weaved through the bodies.

You had been promoted to the lieutenant of the sixth squad roughly a year prior, being commended for your abilities, but you were still placed in the third seat for an unknown reason. You never asked your captain, instead putting it up to random regulations that because you were so quick to raise your rank, they had to make sure you were ready for the position.

Renji had even told you he was surprised you were placed below him in ranking, but he told you not to worry about it since you had similar duties and tasks to fulfill.

Aizen's Signature

Before you knew it you had arrived at your own quarters, glancing around the halls for any signs of life besides the chatter of conversations inside shared rooms. Captains had the largest rooms, equipped with a number of different decorations and furnishings. Next were the lieutenant quarters, fit with a room big enough for an average bed, desk, couch and one bookshelf against a wall for any other special items that you may want to place in the empty space.

At last you found the pile of documents right where you left them, untouched and intact. Your eyes began to scan the letter, recognizing your own Captain's near perfect handwriting, but even in writing his tone remained the same, clear, concise, and strict just like his voice.

As you kept reading you began to feel like you were being lectured by the paper itself, the terminology was reminding you about the academy, and the stern teachers who despised the very idea of creativity. Mostly the letter was just to set up training schedules between the different squads, and listing the most impressive officers who deserved a recommendation, but alas, your name was not in Byakuya's mind, and therefore not written in ink on the page.

A slight spark of frustration crackled in the back of your skull, making you question your actual ranking among the various squads. Captain Hitsugaya had applauded your quick adaptability to learning the various techniques of your sword, and Captain Kuchiki had been taken aback by your kido use! Was it a once in a lifetime moment? Or had you simply imagined something that wasn't there in the first place? Whatever the cause, you still needed to take a jog to the Squad 5 barracks and offices, hoping that the much calmer Captain was still awake and responsive. You would have given the paperwork to Momo, but she seemed to be unavailable for the whole day, only talking to you in passing.

By the time you had left your comfortable hideout from the rest of the public, most of them were turning in for the night, and others were sneaking out to catch a break from the stressful Shinigami lifestyle. Unfortunately you could not do either after arriving at the neighboring squad quarters. After taking a breath to calm your nerves you knocked the back of your hand to the entryway frame, hoping that you could go back to your own matters without being afraid for your life.

You knocked a second time, this one a bit firmer so the sound could be heard from the other side. Your hand almost came back for one more attempt but the sliding door opened a hair before you made contact with the wall.

You'd been in multiple meetings with Sosuke Aizen since you became a lieutenant, and oftentimes those meetings brought quick conversation, of course before Head Captain Yamamoto listed his concerns and several strategies for the Soul Society to follow.

You found it convenient and a good idea to get to know your other superior, unsure of his overall personality, and abilities. The small talk was initially to make the early mornings more bearable, but you had come to understand, or rather believe, he wasn't as intense as the other Squad Captains.

You had always seen him, glanced his way, even bumped into him by accident when walking(apologizing profusely), but you'd never been so close to him in that instance. For the first time you had seen a completely different man, unable to form a cohesive sentence as your vision lingered on the pushed back hairstyle and lack of glasses. You found yourself trying to gather an explanation for your sudden appearance, and realizing you should probably arrive earlier to meetings.

"Lieutenant (L/N)? What are you doing awake at this time?" His eyes remained transfixed on your own frame, ghosting over your features in an attempt to wake up his mind.

You handed him the sheets of paper, shuddering as your hand lightly traced his own when pulling away.

"Captain Kuchiki wanted me to deliver these to you this morning but I completely forgot. I know it's late but he said it was important and needed input. You technically don't have to do this right now, it's rather dark out, so-"

But your thought was left behind as he opened the door wider, and stepped inside to grab a brush. He looked back at you, a quirk in his eyebrow forming into a questioning expression.

"It's alright, I was awake anyways." He eased your mind of the subject, then motioned for you to come inside.

"This won't take long, lieutenant, but you're free to make yourself comfortable in the meantime. Your captain sure likes his elaborate messages…"

You're sure you weren't supposed to hear that last part, wondering if all of Byakuya's letters were cryptic or logical. And if they were, how many had he sent lately?

"Hmm? That's interesting," you heard him mutter as you turned back towards the desk.

"What is it, sir? Is something the matter?"

He glanced back over his shoulder, a roll of his eyes accompanying it. He moved to the side, allowing you room near the desk.

"This is a set of documents for each of the Squad Captains to fill out, a list of recommendations for accomplished Soul Reapers and I don't see your name on Captain Kuchiki's list…."

You were stumped as he outright stated the lack of favor that the stoic man held for you. You were expecting him to hand it back to you, sure he had listed the most qualified candidates, but he began to finish up, a creased brow still in action as he leaned down to meet the desk's shorter height.

The document was placed back into your hand gently as his task was done. You would have asked who he wrote down had he not spoken aloud.

"Now not only did Captain Hitsugaya recommend you, but several others including myself did too, that way you'll be sure to get a spot in the top rankings. Plus the lieutenants also have to rank and recommend their peers as well, so I'm sure you'll be fine."

Wait? Did he not only disagree with Byakuya's opinion, but he put your name on the list! Has the world caved in and lost all sense of reason? Whatever the case, your heart was beating at a speeding rate.

"Thank you, Captain Aizen- but you didn't need to -"

He gave you a knowing glance, that same look of curiosity, of analysis, the same eyes that could make you stop dead in your tracks.

"I was going to recommend you anyway, so it wasn't out of the way. And you can drop the formalities, (L/N), it's not necessary and I don't want to get used to knowing you as just another lieutenant."

He had followed you out the door, saying his piece to let you know he wasn't going to scold you for casual conversation.

"Then, thank you Aizen, for the recommendation. I'll be sure to drop it off as soon as I reach the office."

Even just saying his last name made you feel a sense of guilt after hearing so many lessons about respecting superior officers.

He smiled at the moment, noting your expression in his mind, the look of uncertainty dwindling across your eyes as the greeting left you.

"I'm glad to hear that, but hurry back, it's getting late, and there's lots of work to be done tomorrow. Goodnight (L/N)."

And with that message the door slid shut once again, prompting you to make a quick retreat to the barracks, hoping to inform both Rangiku and Yumichika of the day's events.

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Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes crinkled as he finally began reading over other officer recommendations, unsure as to why the fifth division captain would put you in. Hitsugaya he could understand, Ukitake was friendly to everyone, Kyoraku actually wanted you on his squad, Unohana had instantly taken a liking to you, but Aizen was a mystery.

It wasn't that it bothered him necessarily, but the plain fact that he was purposefully trying to get your abilities higher before moving you upwards. It wasn't that you weren't strong enough, in fact you could beat Renji if you really set your mind to it, but you weren't going to use a battle against your friend for leverage.

Your skills were fragile at this point, they could be exceptionally strong if you were in control, but the slightest wrong move could severely hurt your body, and those around you.

He didn't want to doubt you, didn't want to seem like the unjust captain he had been painted to be. Yet he needed to keep it evident that the art of the zanpakuto took centuries to master, it was not so simple as knowing how to wield a sword.

Even though Toshiro was actively teaching you how to manage the ice, it was nothing like Hyorynmaru, and wasn't as strong either. While Toshiro's blade was physically stronger, you could create multiple ice copies at once, easily creating decoys for battle. Not only that but you could use the element to your advantage, switching between copies at the last moment if your life was threatened. Of course you could use the ice in easier ways such as slipping or freezing an opponent but that was predictable..

Even with the several advantages, your body was not indestructible, and the ice was certainly not your friend either. If you went too long it could land either a cold or an actual blanket of frost on certain aspects of your body. Still this only made you want to work harder, chasing that dream of strength and virtue.

Was he wrong for not pushing your limits? Or was he wrong for underestimating you as a soul reaper? Was he actually upset about your skills being recommended by several captains? Or was he worried you could not handle the responsibility?

Whatever the case, his mind was not at ease, it was relentless and setting his mood even lower than usual. He never understood the typical types of people, instead too focused on his own being to adapt and be open.

Even with his statuesque facade, it did make him happy that you said good morning, that you wished him well when you went off on missions, that you would ask if he had taken a break when he's sitting at his desk in absolute exhaustion.

"Captain Kuchiki? Are you alright,sir?`` Renji spoke up as he passed by.

Byakuya hadn't even noticed the time passing as he stared into the nothingness of the paper. Unable to look away from where your name was written on several lines, each detailing notes and critiques.

"Yes, I'm looking through the recommendations from the other captains, and seeing their reports."

His curt tone was made all the more snappy when he finished the sentence and finally put the papers down.

"Is something the matter with the reports? Did a captain not sign?`` Renji glanced over at the desk. While he was typically out training at this time of day, instead he had come by and was delivering documents just like you were the other night.

Byakuya only let out a huff, seeing yet another captain had written down your name. Wait? Another? Hitsugaya. Kyoraku. Ukitake. Unohana. Aizen. Ichimaru. Soi Fon. Zaraki.

Eight out of thirteen squad captains had recommended you be put more towards the front lines than stay in your current position.

Some captains even wanted to test your strength (Kenpachi). Others simply wanted to see your Kido(Unohana and Ukitake).

Some had already considered you tough after the first few weeks of joining ( Soi Fon).

The rest wanted to see just what your zanpakuto was capable of (Aizen, Ichimaru, Kyoraku).

Not to mention that later in time the lieutenants and lower would recommend their peers, making it an even bigger challenge to keep you out of the front lines.

With this much commotion and praise, why wouldn't you be moved to the second seat? Because that decision was still his and he intended to do his job despite the bias forming.

"Many of the other captains want to temporarily recruit (L/N) to see her skills in various levels. My only concern is that she's not fully grasping her zanpakuto techniques as I had hoped."

Renji was surprised that his own captain had not thought you were worthy of higher level training. He'd even stated that you were doing incredibly well when you first joined the soul society a year ago…

"Well then I think it's a good opportunity for her to branch out with other Captains and get to know the different squads. She's been training with both you and Toshiro ever since she joined."

While he wanted to disagree with his subordinate, Lieutenant Abarai was probably right, and it wouldn't make sense to disagree with the other captains as well.

"Then who should I appoint her to? It isn't as clear as choosing between two captains when eight have shown an interest. Kenpachi is a definite no, Ukitake can't strain himself too much, Kyoraku is rather lazy when it comes to training. So who else would be a good match?"Byakuya looked up at Renji, hoping he could make a decent decision.

"Well that leaves Hitsugaya, Unohana, Soi Fon, Ichimaru and Aizen, right? Personally, knowing her and her combat abilities, I think she should train with either Aizen or Soi Fon, since the others still don't have the training type she would need to be successful."

Once again Sosuke Aizen was connected to you for an unknown reason. Why in the world would he be interested in your capabilities? Soi Fon he could deduce, she was the stealth squad captain and could significantly help you with battle tactics.

Of all the decisions he would make as a captain, this felt far too stressful. Personally he didn't think this new idea of passing around Lieutenants was a great plan. Shouldn't you stick with one mentor? Especially if that mentor is your captain? He's supposed to be teaching you these survival skills, not some other Captain he knows next to nothing about.

"I'll split the mentor training between the two of them then, Soi Fon one week, Aizen the next, and it will alternate until it is decided that the mentorship should end and her final abilities will be criticized by those who trained her, myself, and Head Captain Yamamoto."

For once Renji was glad he wasn't a favorite amongst the other Squad Captains, not expecting the training to have such an impact on your reputation as a soldier.

At that instance he realized something that was different about your positions. Even though Renji was the second seat underneath Captain Kuchiki, he never went through the rigorous training like you had. In fact, the very thought of his Captain sending you to deliver paperwork was unusual.

"What if her training results don't meet the expectations? She's still an incredibly strong figure in the Court Guard Squads."

Byakuya merely glanced back towards the papers in hand, preparing to show them to the Head Captain and announce his decision to the others he would like you to train under.

He looked towards his second seat once more before leaving his office, gray eyes cold and detached.

"That result could have multiple outcomes, but the two most likely of those are that she stays in her current position, or is dropped to fourth seat. The unlikely third choice is that she keeps training and eventually meets the expectations, staying at her level as lieutenant. And the final option, she is dropped from my squad and moved."

With that negative comment, he was gone, wanting nothing more than to get this meeting over with. It wasn't just the concept of the meeting that bothered him, but his inner soul was unsure if he had made the right decision. What if his decision would ultimately drop you farther in ranking? What if you did exceptionally well and were moved to a different squad entirely? Would you still be a lieutenant, but under a different superior?

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Idiotic Trio

Meanwhile, you were currently being forced to answer ridiculous questions by Rangiku and Yumichika, once again.

"HE PUT YOUR NAME ON THE LIST!? (Y/N), YOU ARE SO LUCKY!! HOW DID IT HAPPEN EXACTLY!?"

It didn't matter who was asking the questions at this point, as both peers were head over heels for your news report.

"Uh yeah it wasn't all that exciting, but when I went to drop off the paperwork, he invited me into his quarters, and put my name down? It really wasn't a big deal, the only thing that really confused me was his change of appearance. He had completely changed his hairstyle and he wasn't wearing those glasses. I mean I understand, you have routines for sleep I guess…"

You realized you had made a terrible mistake when you started the explanation with your superior inviting you into his room.

"You totally slept with him, didn't you? It's such an easy decision, the guy looks like a god, and your name is on the list so that's a plus….", Rangiku began, completely missing the point of how many rules that every scenario would be suggesting as broken.

*No, that's not what happened at all! It was just really cold outside and he was being polite, unlike some people who think I would just sleep with a superior!"

They both sighed in defeat, secretly hoping you had gotten lucky, while also hoping you hadn't.

"Okay, so you didn't sleep with the guy, but he totally did ya' a favor? Seems mighty suspicious! And what do you mean he changed his appearance before bed? Was he even hotter?"Yumichika interrupted.

Once more you could feel heat rising to your cheeks, mind reflecting back to the close proximity of you and him.

"(Y/N), you can create ice clones right? Just show us what you saw!"Rangiku suggested.

As much as you wanted to shy away from this discussion, all hope had been lost when you arrived in the first place.

"I've been practicing making clones of myself, but I could try it out on someone else. But don't get your hopes up when it turns into a puddle of water."

You reached for the zanpakuto on your hip, slightly unsheathing the blade from the scabbard, and tried to imagine the scenes from the night before. What exactly did he look like? How tall was he again? Did his eyes always have the ability to stop you in your tracks?

Soon enough the frost from your blade had formed into an exact replica of the man in your mind. The whole point of your clones was to make them seem living, as though they weren't made of the frozen material. But as you stared at the figure from your position on the floor your heart was striking against your chest with vicious beats.

"Holy shit, that's what he looked like!?You should have slept with him! I don't think I can handle it if you destroy it!", Rangiku exclaimed.

Those eyes never left you, following you as you stood up and walked around to examine the copy. Every detail was there, the way his hair was pushed away from his eyes, strands falling loosely down his forehead. Or how his uniform was the very same as the real deal that every Captain wore. Even as you knew it was just a carved piece of ice, it felt as though the real Sosuke Aizen was looking through you, trying to gain information from your stance, your expression, your proximity, your emotional range, and waiting for further instruction.

"What do you need, Lieutenant?"

Even his voice made you struggle to think clearly, matching the polite tone and warmth of the real Sosuke Aizen. Had your zanpakuto known what you were thinking? What you were imagining? What both Rangiku and Yumichika had suggested? Or had your soul been a catalyst to make the ice figures hand land on your jaw, cold enough to make you visibly shiver and almost recoil.

These clones were meant for battle, made to pick up on social cues and clear instruction from their summoner. But because of your lack of orders, this clone had gone off the assumption of your mind's memory, and your slight infatuation with the generous Captain of Squad Five.

"(Zanpakuto name) clone dismissed,"you instructed as the illusion crumbled and blew away, leaving nothing more than traces of frost where it previously stood.

Rangiku and Yumichika were too stunned to form a polite response, instead gasping as you returned to your position on the floor.

"Why did you destroy him!? I didn't get the chance to commit him to memory!" Yumichika whined.

That was part of the reason you destroyed the clone, an air of uncomfortability shadowing the room.

"Because I'm not leaving an exact replica of our superior walking around the barracks! Plus I can't keep it up for too long, you guys know that. Captain Kuchiki would be furious if he found out I was using my zanpakuto for something like this!"

Captain Hitsugaya appeared in the doorway, a frustrated expression on his face.

"What exactly would Captain Kuchiki be furious about, Lieutenant (L/N)? Are you slacking off again? You know I nominated you for a reason…"

All three of you idiots shut up on the spot, hoping he had not seen the replica or heard your previous conversation.

"Captain Hitsugaya, I was just practicing on my kido techniques, and Rangiku was helping me, but I need to take a break. I just don't want to overwork myself, especially before training begins next week. Also, aren't you supposed to be in that meeting with Head Captain Yamamoto?"

His eyes widened as he once again realized the joke was on him for trusting Kyoraku. That guy had told him the wrong time on purpose! At that realization he Flash-Stepped to the meeting, hoping he wouldn't be too late.

Even with the lighthearted air, your mind wandered back to moments ago. What did you want that clone to do besides show Rangiku and Yumichika? Would you have moved closer? And what about the real Captain Aizen? If he had done the same would you-

"Earth to (Y/N)? Hey are you alright?" The busty woman interjected.

"Yeah I'm just thinking about something I have to do, for the office. I think there was something about training inexperienced cadets, and I was thinking of signing up…"

The two energetic soul reapers glanced at each other before looking back at you with a blank stare.

"Signing up? Hey, wait isn't that taught by-"

"Captain Ukitake obviously! You guys need to get your minds out of the gutter! I would obviously be helping Ukitake because he's a really good mentor."

"He doesn't make you do any work! It's like you're signing up for nothing!"

"Maybe I would like to do nothing! Why can't I take a job that is easy? You guys act like I'm not allowed to take it easy," you sighed.

Without warning Rangiku put her hand against your forehead, feeling for any drastic changes in temperature.

"How often have you been using your zanpakuto?"

You wanted to say "not a lot" but that would be a lie, and lying to Rangiku was one of the most difficult tasks, especially when she knows the truth beforehand.

"A normal amount of time, why do you ask?"

"Because you're getting cold, like really really cold. And you didn't summon that clone for a super long time, so there's no reason you should be like this unless you overdid it again."

You glanced to the side, hoping your evasive maneuver would work against the redhead, but of course it did not.

"You did, didn't you!? (Y/N), you have to be careful about this stuff! What if you get sick and miss the training? Or you get sick during? Or you do super well but wear yourself out?"

You knew they were just worried about you, but it didn't dismantle the urge to defend yourself.

"I'll just take a hot shower when I get back to the barracks and I'll sleep it off. You guys don't need to act like I'm dying or anything."

Yet as you were about to stand, both of them grabbed an arm and pulled you back down, determined to make sure you were truly okay.

"But we're trying to be here for you and it's concerning when your ice acts up. Something else has to be going on?"Rangiku explained.

"Okay I admit I'm not one hundred percent amazing, but it's really stupid. Captain Kuchiki handed me some paperwork I needed to get signed by Captain Aizen, and it happened to be the recommendation forms. But under Captain Kuchiki's list of experienced soldiers, I wasn't on the list, and I didn't check any other lists. Why would my own captain not put me there? He's been complimenting my techniques in training…and Aizen signed my name."

Rangiku and Yumichika both put an instinctive hand on your shoulders, trying to support you as best as possible. For the rest of the day, all they did was look out for you, even asking if they needed to speak to Captain Kuchiki for you.

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Sosuke always hated these meetings, dreading the idea of sitting amongst a group of people he really didn't care about. But if his plan in the Soul Society was to work, he needed to play the part, and that included attending the Captain only meetings.

"I've gathered you all here today to discuss the Lieutenants that have stood out most amongst our different squads, whether they be new or old, does not matter. Today we will only be basing this off Captain recommendations, and will have a meeting following the Lieutenant recommendations. Now I do not mean personal recommendations based on just feeling, but their skill as a Soul Reaper, as a protector of our realm and The World Of The Living. I will read off the names of those who have been prominently chosen, who they were chosen by, and ask why."

Okay maybe he had to admit that this meeting was a little interesting, seeing how the superior shinigami considered their subordinates.

"The first name I'll read is Lieutenant Renji Abarai with three recommendations from Captain Kuchiki, Ukitake, and Unohana. Why did each of you suggest this Lieutenant?"

Byakuya began, standing at the table and facing the Head Captain, keeping his voice even.

"Lieutenant Abarai is a strong soul reaper, who I feel would benefit my squad the most with his range and dedication."

Next was Captain Ukitake, who if he was being honest didn't think too much about this decision, opting to put down one of the first lieutenants he trusted. Unohana then addressed how Renji needed to work on his Kido, and she could teach him certain techniques to maintain his health on the field.

There were so many names that he found his eyes wandering around the room, regretting his choice to wear glasses he didn't need within the Soul Society, later gaining a slight headache when they were finally off.

"One of the most heavily selected Lieutenants was officer (Y/N) (L/N) with several recommendations from Captain Hitsugaya, Ukitake, Kyoraku, Unohana, Zaraki, Ichimaru, Aizen and Soi Fon."

His interest was piqued once again, but he was annoyed at the fact Gin had purposefully picked your name as well. Whether they were comrades in a secret alliance or not, did not change the frustration building within his eyes.

Captain Hitsugaya's Recommendation

"Lieutenant (L/N) was my first choice because of her use of another ice zanpakuto. Her abilities are strong but she does not have the full capabilities yet to reach her potential. I would like to help her master these abilities before she slips up."

Captain Zaraki's Recommendation

"The kid has incredible strength with just a Shikai, and I want to see just how tough she can get!"

Captain Ukitake's Recommendation

"I can help her work on preserving strength when fighting with a health disadvantage."

Captain Kyoraku's Recommendation

"The girl has a spirit we haven't seen in a long time, and that alone proves her prowess as a member of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads."

Captain Unohana's Recommendation

"Like Captain Ukitake I want to help her understand her boundaries but not be completely limited by them. I want to teach her healing techniques if she is unable to manually patch wounds or side effects in battle."

Captain Ichimaru's Recommendation

"Her reaction timing is rather fast, and I want to try my own tactics to see how she does."

Captain Soi Fon's Recommendation

"While she has a fast reaction time and speed, she can forget that stealth is important in battle. If she can master stealth, she won't need to worry about close combat as much."

He breathed out a sigh, waiting for the Head Captain to call his name, watching in silence as the others gave their opinions without fail. Their reasons were similar, all having high expectations and wanting to see you through. Some even wanted you to switch squads entirely.

"Lieutenant (L/N) can use her zanpakuto to make realistic ice clones, send long distance attacks, or freeze someone up close. I want to use Kyoka Suigetsu's power and teach her other ways to control the water around her if need be. Not only is her blade incredibly strong but her dedication exceeds any other lieutenant, including my own."

His eyes locked on Byakuya Kuchiki, well aware of the last statement undermining his supposed views of Renji.

"Does anyone else have something to say about the lieutenant in question? Or more plans to be decided?" Yamamoto asked, his eyes searching the room.

Byakuya stood back up, glancing at the brunette, before speaking once more.

"Head Captain, lieutenant (L/N) may be dedicated and her potential strong, but she is not ready to move up in rank despite the training we have yet to put in motion. She is at risk of her own zanpakuto and should not be rushed further into her duties until it is under control. We can not make blind assumptions based on strength and dedication alone."

Sosuke stood up next, along with Hitsugaya, both preparing to counter against the sixth division captain.

"We're not making assumptions, Captain Kuchiki, we are taking a calculated path to better suit her needs and improve her abilities, just as you should be. She only trains with you and Captain Hitsugaya, but she needs to be well rounded in everything to meet the goal. If you don't change anything, she won't get better," He challenged his colleague, trying his best to stay calm while getting his point across.

Toshiro nodded in agreement, as everyone stared in preparation for Byakuya's response.

"Then we'll see how the training goes, but don't be too surprised if it doesn't fix the issues at hand, Captain Aizen. Captain Hitsugaya."

With that note the Lieutenants were sorted by their respective Captains, and just like he said he would, Byakuya listed you under Aizen and Soi Fon, hoping that this escapade would be worth it. He actually did like the captain of the stealth squad, her being the apprentice of Yoruichi made her one of the best mentor options.

You were still at Rangiku’s, lounging around and trying to destress, no longer worrying about the past couple days. This brought back memories of when you first joined the Soul Society, how warmly she welcomed you, despite Toshiro reminding her of curfew and manners. Despite her captain’s indifferent demeanor, he was always kind to you and tried his best to keep you on the right track.

“What if I don’t do well? If Captain Kuchiki no longer sees me as his third seat? Would someone replace me or would there no longer be a second lieutenant?”

You asked as she began to put some dishes away.

“That won’t happen, you’re too much of a badass! And if for some reason that does happen, eight other captains were floored by your skills!”

That response made you pause, not realizing that she had that information.

“You knew the whole time!? And which captains? Do you know what they said? Was it all good-”

“Yes, several captains, including myself, were quite impressed with your capabilities. But of course you know it falls on Captain Kuchiki to have the final declaration.” Toshiro entered the room, exhausted from the laborious meeting.

“The captains who put a good word in were myself, Captain Ukitake, Kyoraku, Unohana, Soi Fon, Zaraki, Ichimaru and Aizen. We all agreed you were among the top protectors of the Soul Society. I don’t know which of us will be selected, I left afterwards, but I’m sure you shall know soon enough.”

You were still in disbelief, shocked that your superiors had even registered your presence, let alone been impressed.

“Was there anything of note? Anything specific that is important?”

Toshiro thought about your question and felt a thread of concern for how you would take this information. He didn’t know whether to tell you what Byakuya had said or leave it alone.

“I don’t have as many details as I would like to give you, but just know you’re in a good place with practically all of the squads, and certain captains are going to be persistent to have you switch divisions. If you want to know more you should go see your captain and ask for the rest. And please don’t tell him you know who recommended you, we’re not exactly close.”

You stood up from the dining table, wishing both Rangiku and Toshiro farewell, reminding yourself you needed to fill in Yumichika when he wasn’t working.

Byakuya's Reason

The walk back to your division felt less intense that night, papers and signatures no longer confining you to work. Instead, you needed to focus on getting out of this slump, whether or not it would be easy.

After all, if this is what it meant to be a Soul Reaper, then there was nothing more to do but train and learn. Although you wished it would involve more knowledge than training, you'd rather not be near Captain Kurotsuchi and his experiments.

No, the knowledge you craved was to understand why hollows existed, why they killed so mercilessly, and how to protect the World Of The Living for good. Was there a possibility to undo the replication and rise of the hollow population? Were there techniques that could truly hurt a hollow? Could a hollow be turned back into a previous form?

If you were demoted, was it possible to rise back in ranking? To be as acknowledged as you wished? For your job as a Soul Reaper to stretch beyond mundane tasks?

You hoped you would never have to answer those questions, heart sinking at the thought of losing the dream keeping you afloat. Without your thoughts pulling you down further, you stepped into the Sixth division office, looking for Byakuya.

“So that’s it? You’ve decided not to keep her under your wing for the next few weeks? She will be your lieutenant in name only, don't you understand, Captain Kuchiki?” A muffled voice spoke as you neared the cracked, office door.

“If my training has not been sufficient, and other Captains are interested in her supposed prowess, what more can I do, Lieutenant Abarai?”

You peeked through the door, eyes straining to see the superior and subordinate engaged in a heated conversation. Renji seemed to be more vengeful,while Byakuya was trying to keep his tone in check.

“You can do so much more, you can train her more, or even try and talk to Yamamoto! You can’t just stop trying when your subordinate isn’t grasping the techniques! If you tried harder-”

“I am trying to do what is best for her and the Thirteen Court Guard Squads! I cannot go against eight captains, or Yamamoto! My techniques are not suited for training Lieutenant (L/N) the art of the zanpakuto, and neither are yours. She has extreme skill with Kido and managing her speed but there is more she needs to progress in. Captain Soi Fon will teach her stealth, while Captain Aizen teaches her sword techniques and healing Kido. That is the end of this discussion, Lieutenant Abarai, now please excuse me.”

Aizen's Reasoning

You would have moved, but you had become distracted with the conversation and staying quiet. While you could not move from the hallway, you acted as though you were on your way out, standing near your own office door. His eyes briefly glanced your way before he continued to the exit, unable to say even the smallest greeting.

“(Y/N), I tried but he made up his mind as soon as the meeting ended, he had already handed the documents to the old man. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to help you, even if it’s just training assignments, I know this meant a lot to you.” Renji placed a hand on your shoulder, hoping his apology came across as genuine.

You pushed his arm away, that sinking feeling returning to your chest as everything clicked into place.

“Don’t apologize for something like this,it wasn’t your fault. At least eight captains thought I was worthwhile, yeah?”

Renji hummed, slightly jealous of your bigger recommendation list, although he knew you weren’t happy.

“Yeah, we’ll see how that goes when your dumbass lands in trouble, especially with Captain Soi Fon. She’s pretty tough, even for you.”

You lightly smacked his arm at the nickname, remembering to steal his hair ties when the opportunity presented itself.

“Don’t forget who has a huge crush on his captain’s younger sister, that’s pretty stupid, even for you Renji.”

“What!? I do not! Rukia and I are just friends, same as always! You’re hanging out with Rangiku too much, your brain is dissolving into nothing but mush.”

At that comment you rolled your eyes, expecting nothing more than a jab at your friend group from Renji.

“At least I have a brain, unlike you! Seriously, that Kido spell was not meant to blow up in your face! Didn’t you hear the instructions, Stupid strawberry?”

You attempted to block his hand that was aiming to flick your forehead, although it didn’t last long as you gripped his wrist and pushed.

“Do you two pick fights often? Or is it just when you’re in the office?”

You both froze at the joking tone, turning to see Aizen standing a few feet from your squabble, smiling as you stepped back from Renji.

“Oh, so sorry Captain, I was just talking to (Y/N) about training and got carried away.” Renji put distance between you and him, sheepish after being caught annoying you.

You sent a glare towards Renji, well aware that he was the one at fault here.

“Don’t worry, I’m not scolding anyone, but I was looking for your captain, and I needed to talk with him about the meeting from today. I assume he’s not here, given your antics, so I’ll be on my way.”

He turned around, heading for the stairway, when you began to follow. You turned to Renji who motioned for you to go ahead without him, and waved.

“Captain Aizen, wait! I need to ask you something!”

He could hear the patter of your footsteps close behind, pausing his strides and waiting for your question.

“I know you put me in for the recommended lieutenants, and I don’t understand out of everyone, your reasoning for choosing me. I do appreciate your assistance in the matter, but you did not have to go to such lengths for a mere gesture.”

He laughed a bit at that sentiment, finding it amusing how confused this seemed to make you.

“(Y/N), it wasn’t just a gesture, and what I said at that meeting was the truth, that I do respect you and your strength, going even farther than just a colleague. Captain Kuchiki did not think you were ready to move upwards in combat, he claimed you would be unable to stand the pressures, but I believe you easily could, with training. So rest assured, I have no intentions to force you to join my squad, or decrease your ranking in any way.”

He was about to continue walking, but decided to add more information.

“It’s your decision how you choose to use this training, not mine, or Captain Kuchiki’s. So don’t feel like you have to do anything at all, and that includes formalities like I said before.”

You hadn’t realized that he addressed you by your first name until mentioning a lack of formalities, but by that point he had started descending the stairs.

“You’re still my superior, and it isn’t a feeling, I know I need this training, whether or not you think I do, Captain Aizen. I know my abilities can grow, so if you’re worried about pushing my limits, then don’t be, I’m stronger than you might think.”

Your words, like everything else you said or did, had a certain edge to them, invoking curiosity where it lay buried in his soul.

"Then I guess I'll have to see you in action, (Y/N). Surprise me."

Those were his last words as he walked off, smiling at the pure confidence you displayed. If only you knew his intentions, maybe you would have stood a chance.

"You are hanging out with Rangiku too much! I swear you two both try to get in trouble!" Renji spoke from the second level of the office, chin in hand as he watched the encounter.

"Y'know maybe I'm hanging out with you too much, ever think of that, Lieutenant Abarai?"

Your mocking never ceased to amaze him, always making him question how you two formed such a strong friendship. Even if he did want to fault Rangiku, which he almost always did, you were your own person in that conversation.

In fact it seemed as though he saw a spark light in your eyes the moment Byakuya left and Aizen arrived.

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brittscafe · 6 months

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may I request Byakuya x F! Reader that is jealous? NSFW pls

Yes, of course <3

You hated it. You hated how damn attractive Byakuya Kuchiki is. You hate the way his long, raven hair flows in the wind and how his eyes can catch anyone's attention that isn't yours.

But, they don't get to see the Byakuya you know. The naked, vulnerable Byakuya. For not having a large build, Byakuya is muscular and his cock is long, almost too long.

Those women don't get to see or feel his cock hitting you in all the right places that make you scream his name. So, why are you so jealous?

You're fiddling with your hands on the bar counter, distracted by all the distance chatter and music playing in the background. Not even hearing Byakuya calling out your name.

"Is something wrong, love?" Byakuya's soft voice pulls you out of your mind. You glance over at him and shoot him a weak smile, your eyes crinkling at the sides.

"No. Nothing," you shake your head with a dismissive tone. His eyes rake over your face and he knits his eyebrows together.

Byakuya can tell when something is bothering you. You get a knot in between your eyebrows. He slides his hand across the bar and grabs onto yours, squeezing it gently.

"Y/n, please don't lie to me. If you don't to talk about it, that's fine. I understand," he reassures you with a tender voice.

"The way those women look at you, it makes me so jealous," you sigh out with frustration. The corners of Byakuya's lips dare to curl up into a tiny smirk.

"I only have eyes for you, my darling," Byakuya reassures you with a ginger voice. You scoff quietly and roll your eyes with annoyance.

"I know that, but they don't. I know I shouldn't be jealous, but I can't help it. I just want everyone to know that you're mine and mine only," you huff out, leaning back in the chair and pouting.

Byakuya smiles to himself and stifles a chuckle. It finds you to be so cute when you pout.

"Come here. Follow me," Byakuya stands up, offering you his hand.

You take ahold his hand and stand up, following him through the crowds of the bar. Byakuya's eyes dart around before entering the female restroom.

Your eyes widen and your heart skips a beat. Thank the Soul Society that nobody else is in here, but you two.

"Byakuya! We can't be in here, especially you," you call out as Byakuya pulls you into an empty stall. He shuts the door and locks it.

Your back pressing up against the cold tile wall and Byakuya wraps his arms around your waist.

"Then, you've got to be quiet," he explains, dipping his head down and pressing his warm lips on your neck. His hand reaches down and he tugs off his captain's cloak.

It hits the ground and you moan softly as Byakuya's lips suck on your sensitive skin. His hands grab onto your black kosode and he tears it off your skin.

Byakuya tosses it on the ground and he pulls away from your neck.

He moves his face near yours, lips hovering above yours. You can breathe in the smell of the strong sake. It makes you dizzy for a moment before returning back to reality.

Byakuya roughly presses his lips to yours, like he needs your lips to breathe or even live. He rolls his hips into yours and groans heavily.

His hands fiddle around with your black hakama and he pulls them down. They pool around your ankles and you step out of them.

"You should know that I only have eyes for you, my love," Byakuya speaks gently, pulling away from your lips.

"Hm, is that what you say to all the girls?" you hum out and Byakuya scoffs quietly, his eyes darkening and glancing down at you.

"No, only to the girl I'm in love with," he comments tenderly, his knuckles grazing over your cheek. Your eyes widen and a warm smile tugs on your lips.

"Oh yeah? Who's that?" you ask and Byakuya bites back a chuckle, taking off his black kosode. His muscles flex and your mouth waters at his biceps.

"I'm looking at her. The woman whom I love dearly and I'm about to make love to," Byakuya speaks honestly and your heart skips a beat.

His pants and boxers pool down around his ankles. Your body shudders at the sight of his long length, springing out. Byakuya strokes his cock, lining it up with your entrance.

You both moan in unison as Byakuya thrusts inside of you. You lean your forehead against his and let out a deep breathe.

"Byakuya, please move," you beg him, clamping your walls around his cock.

"As you wish, my love," Byakuya speaks softly, pulling his hips back and then snapping them back. You cry out with pleasure, his cock fitting perfectly inside of you.

His hand clamps over your mouth, muffling your sinful moans that fill the bathroom. Byakuya's hips roll into yours, cock sinking back into your aching pussy.

The stall door starts to rattle from Byakuya's frequent, rough thrusting. He reaches and grabs onto your hand, interlacing your fingers.

He pins his hand above your head and you whimper, filling his cock thrust deep inside of you. His cock pushes against that sweet spot of yours, bringing you closer and closer to your release.

"F-fuck, you feel so good," Byakuya groans out, your walls clenching around his twitching cock.

"Byakuya," you moan out, feeling your release come closer. The hotness pooling in between your legs makes your thighs tremble as your body is pressed into wall.

You let out a scream of pleasure as your orgasm rips through your body, trembling and jolting. Your cum spills out onto Byakuya's cock and he clenches his jaw, trying to hold himself together.

A few more sloppy thrusts and Byakuya releases thick, hot slicks of cum inside of your pussy. The two of you pant heavily and Byakuya leans his head into the curve of your shoulder.

He releases his tight grip on your mouth and you let out a tiny whimper as he pulls out from your insides.

"Are you still jealous?" Byakuya asks, picking up your clothes and handing them to you. You chuckle and let out a deep breathe.

"No, after all you did just make love to me in the women's bathroom, Byakuya. But, if I catch another woman staring at you...I can't help what I might do next," you explain, shrugging your shoulders.

Byakuya chuckles and cups your cheek, pulling you closer. "I love you," he presses his lips to yours.

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blueparadis · 1 year

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❝ AGAINST THE ROPES ❞ + BYAKUYA KUCHIKI !

( ! )—» f!(dom)reader × switch!byakuya kuchiki, established relationship, Xplicit content { sūb-dōm dynamics, power play, shibari, bdsm themes + play/act , s&m, rope bondage, bdsm terminology } word count ~ 1k | redirect to blog navigation.

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Red ropes entangled along his pecs following a knot into his back at the dip on his waist. Byakuya was seated with his knees kissing the mattress, arms tied at the back. With his blindfold on he was deprived of the beautiful outfit you were wearing tonight, a backless burgundy dress up to your ankles. He was clothed too, in a white shirt and dark burgundy trousers. His hair was loose, with few strands sticking on his temple and warmth pooling under his nape because he had been seated for almost half an hour. His lips part at the sound of your heels fading away.

“Are you comfortable?” You asked walking away to get rid of your stilettoes. Byakuya felt a sharp nudge on his sanity as if someone was poking him with a needle, while you inserted a finger underneath those ropes that aligned with his bulge. “Or is it too tight?” you chimed, yet he did not respond. He just huffed. His collar button was undone giving you a sneaky view of his toned collarbones.

His jaw hardens as your fingers trace along his thighs. “it’s just tight.” he utters coyly biting the inner flesh of his lower lip trying to hide his bashful smirk.

“seems perfect to me.” you kiss the corner of his lips, then onto his neck while your fingers travel down to his chest to unbutton his shirt.

“Do you know what I'm wearing?” You retreat from peppering kisses on his neck and hunch down to reach his belt. “Well. . . Take a guess,” you unbuckle his belt, and pull down the zipper. He feels a light graze of your fingers against his hard-on.

“I don't know. . .maybe nothing. You didn't give me a chance to look” he mutters under his breath knowing full well that if he tilts his head to a side he could easily kiss all the way down to your collarbones. He can hear your soft breathing, smells the cologne, and the jingle of your hoop earrings.

You hunch down a little more, aligning your mouth with his. You are teasing him, he knows you are. He cannot fall for your tricks. That is the main reason why he landed in this predicament. You said he would have a better time if you were to take the wheel for tonight; Secretly, he swore that there would be no more after this. He simply could not resist the urge, to be the first to test those brand-new ropes on.

“No,” you whispered. “I’m wearing the dress you gifted me.” with a swift pull the belt came into your hand. Byakuya could feel his patience ticking off. He has thought of you wearing that dress, fucking you in it, at his cabin but now that you are wearing it he cannot see you even if he wishes to. You noticed him looking in your way, lips parted waiting for you to take them as your breath fanned against his mouth.

The only thought ravaging his mind was to hold your hands above your head, pinning you to the wall and marking all over your nape while you face the wall. Byakuya's hands felt tight, wrists aching as he heard a low chuckle from you. His body jolted, coming out of his fantasy of fucking you in his office as his belt hit the floor. “Untie me, please.” he quipped. No, he almost sounded like he begged. “let me see you . . . ”

“Oh well. That can be done surely.” You walked towards him while he kept moving his head as if he could see you. You tucked a few loose strands behind his warm ear lobes, tracing your fingers from his temple up to his chin. “When we're done —when I'm done playing with you, we'll have to attend the party we've been invited to.” You caresses his jaw and gave it a nudge, he was quick to follow. He stood up and turned around as you guided him so that you could sit at the edge of the bed.

“You can see me there. Where everyone else would be seeing. You and me.” The moment your words fell from your mouth, his jaw clenched while your lips latched onto the tip of his cock. You circle the tip of your tongue around the tip of his cock, kissing it gently, licking off the pre-cum off his fat tip. He is being patient more than his limit already; now all you are doing is testing his sanity.

The fact that his hands are tied, he cannot hold your face, and shove his cock inside your mouth makes it harder for him not to give in. He has imagined where and how you would touch the moment his eyes were covered but now he may not feel the warmth of your mouth. He might just cum if you continue to tease him more with occasional rubbing on his shaft.

But that is not the only thing that infuriates him. You are about to blow him, wearing his favorite dress and all he can do is stand like a statue, see you when you would be smiling among other men and women drowning in those neon lights. Why? He should be the one to see you in that dress, not anyone else.

You took his cock inside your mouth giving it strong sucks, squelching noises filling the room accompanied by his ragged intake of breath. He is trying his best to hold but his thighs spread apart, hips buck up and an exasperated moan escapes from his mouth coming undone all over your dress.

“Ah! Tsk tsk tsk. You ruined the dress.” you coaxed with utmost calm removing the blindfold from his face. At last, he could see you — barely clad, only in flimsy lingerie set. His eyes searched the surroundings but there was no sign of that dress. “Why are your eyes roaming everywhere else when I'm right in front of you? ” you chimed undoing his knots and binds.

“You lied to me.” Eyebrows congested, switching on to your belly where most of his cum spread, hands caging you in almost instantaneously as soon as it was free. You ran your fingers over his nape, watching him close his eyes and savor your touch but only for a moment. You inclined towards him, almost grazing his lips, whispering, “And, I'm willing to pay for it.” you looked into his eyes feeling his hands grasp onto your waist strongly.

A hard slap landed on your hips making you moan sharply. Byakuya flipped you over at ease. who would say that man was under bondage for almost an hour? His hands reached your entrance while the other wrapped around your tummy smearing the cum all over your tummy. “You're so wet, love,” pushing you onto the bed he rasped, “But you're gonna have to bear with it. Just a little longer.”

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muzansfangs · 4 months

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You tell them you got a brazilian wax by a guy.

Starring: Aizen Sosuke x f!reader; Urahara Kisuke x f!reader; Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader; Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: nsfw, fluff, human/modern au, mention to female nudity, jealousy, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, language, creampie, oral sex (Aizen!receiving), vaginal sex, spanking, choking, spying on a partner, mention to murderous intents, wax play.

Plot: A trend on Tik Tok made you plot a devious plan to make your beloved boyfriend going mad. He knew you had an appointment for a brazilian wax. He obviously assumed you were going to be assisted by a woman. How will he react, when you tell him it was a man? Will his jealousy go too far? Will your prank get you in a bad situation?

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Sosuke Aizen.

You knew better than messing with him. Your boyfriend and his god complex, along with his mania for having everything under his control could truly be lethal. Quite literally. Yet, you were bored that Friday night. Sosuke was not around and you ended up slumping onto your couch, phone in hand, scrolling through Tik Tok in search for a way to entertain yourself.

You did not really do much, beside chuckling every now and then. Well, that was until you came across a specific trend regarding a thing you were not unfamiliar with. As you watched the way a poor boyfriend freaked out at the thought of his girlfriend getting a brazilian wax from a guy, you could not restrain yourself from testing the waters. Aizen Sosuke, the cold-blooded mastermind you shared a roof with, was going to experience a man’s personal living hell.

It was a monday evening, when he came back from work just to find you laying on your stomach on your shared bed, in a set of black lingerie he had bought for you a few months ago, chuckling to yourself. He furrowed his brows, settling his briefcase onto the armchair beside the window, as he slowly removed his jacket.

His predatory eyes roamed over your curves. He knew you had gone to your monthly wax appointment. He could see your smooth legs and the way your lingerie already showed shaved portions of your nether regions supposed to be covered. If you had opted for such a provocative attire, it could only mean that you wanted to show off your body to him.

“Hello, darling” he greeted you, his trademark grin crossing his lips as he tugged at his black tie to loosen it.

It was hard to keep your play on, as you watched him slowly get ready to devour you. He always took his time, confident that his cold and charming demeanor worked magic on you even before his hands started to trace the curves of your body. It was true, unfortunately. But you had to resist. It was your time to torture him, after all.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting yourself up on your knees as he approached the bed.

He swept his tongue over his bottom lip, his hand cupping your cheek as he stood at the edge of the bed, leaning down to let his mouth collide with yours in a demanding kiss. You could not deny yourself such a treat and you returned it with equal passion, earning a guttural grunt from him.

He did not say much, he sat down next to you and it was a silent signal for you to climb over his lap and straddle him as you always did. He had somehow trained you to have some reactions and do specific things in response to his gestures. Sosuke Aizen surely had his own way to make you bend the knee effortlessly at his silent requests.

As you straddled him, his hand reached up to grasp his glasses and he hastily took them off, discarding them somewhere beside him on the bed without bothering to fold them. It was so atypical of him. He seemed eager to have you that night and you could not help yourself but tease him about it. After all, pouring gasoline on a wild fire was the right thing to do to get him even more eager.

“Damn, are you that eager to see me naked?” you taunted him, as he darted his brown chocolate hues on your again. There it was, his lustful glare that made your knees buckle.

“Actually, I’m eager to fuck you” he deadpanned, his hand landing on your neck and squeezing it enough to keep you in place, as his other hand tugged your thong to the side and he glided the pads of his fingers down your slit.

You gasped, arching your back as he smirked down at you “You’re already dripping… If it’s so easy to get you wet, I wonder how you don’t make a mess on your beautician’s couch while texting me” he joked, drawing figures eight on your bundle of nerves.

There you were, ready to drop the bomb.

As he delved his fingers into your aching core, a strained moan falling from your lips, you glanced at him with an innocent smile on your face, as you made the ground shake under his feet “Oh, I guess I have been lucky today. Can you imagine Robert’s face, if I stained the couch?”.

Congrats, Aizen.exe stopped working.

He froze solid, his fingers were still buried deep into you, but he was not thrusting them in his usual smooth movements that made you squirm. His eyes were locked with yours, a small frown on his face. You genuinely thought you had just given him an heart attack.

“Robert” he repeated flatly, clearly unamused.

It was in moments like this, when he was serious, seraphic, that you feared him the most. Aizen could be dangerous, truly dangerous. The hint of wrath sparkling into his eyes gave you chills and you uncomfortably darted your eyes away from him. The carpet underneath his shoes suddenly seemed particularly interesting.

“Yeah, Robert. The new guy who works for my beautician. You know, he helps her” you stated, you mouth feeling like chalk all of a sudden.

The dry laughter leaving Sosuke’s lips made you shiver and it took you a few seconds to realize you had royally screwed up, because he was so nimble to wrap his hand around your throat again, and pin you to the bed underneath him, that you had not realized your position had switched so suddenly.

“I don’t doubt it. He must have enjoyed the view of your legs spread wide in front of his stupid face. — he chimed, a devious smile curling his lips as he paused to clench his teeth — A stupid face I’ll gladly fuck up tonight. Would you love to see it, love? I could take his heart to you, offering his pulsing, wretched organ to you. I’ll gauge his eyes out of his skull. I’ll squeeze the life out of him—” he hissed, each time the threat becoming similar to the ones the slashers whispered through the phones to their victims in the stupid movies he loved to watch with you, only to feel you curl up next to him on your sofa.

They were hilarious, according to him.

“Aizen, I was fucking joking! Stop! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok!” you quipped, eyes rounded as you cut him off.

Your boyfriend arched his dark eyebrows up, tilting his head to the side and slowly releasing his grip on your neck. He looked almost disappointed. Not towards you. Maybe, he truly wished to kill someone. Because he would kill whoever dared to even glance at you.

His jealousy was skyrocketing.

“I see. — he stated then, before hopping back on his feet and slowly unbuckling his black leather belt — Since you love to use this pretty mouth of yours for talking bullshit, open it to make amend. I’ll obviously come into your mouth, darling. I expect you to swallow” he hissed, gripping your hair and dropping his pants down to his ankles.

Maybe, just maybe, he took a day off from work every month to accompany you to the beauty point. Perhaps, he stalked you down, when you went on your own, because the idea of a random Robert staring and touching your pubes truly made him want to commit a mass murder.

Shunsui Kyoraku.

Shunsui was the perfect victim for this trend. As soon as you ran into that video, you could picture the look of horror on his face as you told him another man had touched you in such an intimate spot. You were simply his. No man could enjoy the sight of you with your legs opened wide to show off your intimacy, no man but him. Eveything was settled and your plan took place two days after you had visited your beautician.

Shunsui had just returned home after a business trip and you had decided to welcome him not only by cooking his favorite dish and buying some extra saké, but by being his personal dessert.

As he ran his hands down your smooth thighs and practically folded you in half, your legs pressed against your chest, you knew that teasing him in the aftermath of such a passionate encounter was going to do numbers on him. His little usual nap was going to wait, after all, because his mind was just about to get pested with horrendous scenarios of a non-existing man exploring his little nest.

“There it is… Look at you, baby, you got such a perfect little hole to fill with my cum” Shunsui panted, his fingers gently spreading your labia as he watched in pride and awe his seed oozing out from you.

You were absolutely drained, your thighs still trembling and your breath irregular as you tried to get a grip of yourself and calm down. Yet, how could you, when the man who had just fucked you to oblivion was Shunsui Kyoraku? He had such a fine way to unravel you that you almost felt guilty for what you were about to say.

Lazily pushing yourself up on your elbows, you hummed and watched Shunsui slump down next to you “Oh, I know. You are definitely not the first man who has ever told me that” you casually commented, sitting up properly and running your fingers through your hair in a futile attempt to fix them.

Shunsui knew about your ex. Even though he was jealous about anyone that was not him, he still did not think of your ex as a ghost from the past threatening your relationship and he actually had no issues in listening to you talking about him. After all, you were his. That man had lost you forever.

“Well, your ex then had his way with words too” your boyfriend stated, a playful smile crossing his lips.

“My ex? Nah, I’m talking about Murata” you replied, laying back down and rolling on your side to face him.

Shunsui Kyoraku, your loving man, was now definitely interested in what you were saying.

Arching his eyebrows up and resting his head on the palm of his hand, he curiously inquired “Who’s Murata? Your gynecologist?”.

You chuckled and shook your head “My what? No, babe, I’m talking about my new beautician’s co-worker. Murata is such an amazing guy, you know? His fingers are so delicate and he applies the wax in a tender way” you lied, sounding as serious as you possibly could.

You swore you had seen his eye twitch, as he grasped your hip drew you closer to him. Your eyes widened as Shunsui’s hand slided down the small of your back and cupped your rear, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Where did this Murata boy put his fingers?” he huskily asked you, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you swallowed thickly. Oh, you knew exactly what was going to happen.

Were you regretting that little stunt you had pulled? Oh, you were for sure.

At your lack of answers, Shunsui sighed and rolled you onto your stomach. His hands gripped your hips and he raised your waist up, until it was at the perfect level with his pelvis. But no, he was not going to claim his domain on your inner walls again. A little punishment was in store fore you.

“Poor little baby, she tries to prank me but cannot even play the part until the very end. Good, that’s good, though” he chuckled, before you parted your lips to let a soft whimper leave them and turn your stomach upside down.

“Shunsui! Babe, I’m sorry! It was a prank! I promise” you piped out, blushing as you hid your face down onto the pillow.

“I’m not having it”.

Spanks it was. But he surely made it up to you later on.

Urahara Kisuke.

Your pervert boyfriend and this trend were a perfect combination for a disaster. It was like throwing powder into a fire. But it sounded like a good idea for you, therefore you persuaded yourself nothing would have gone wrong. Kisuke was not a jealous man. Of course he was protective and a bit territorial, but he never actually made a scene or freaked out, when a man tried to hit on you. He believed you could handle the situation perfectly on your own and, on top of that, if he had to step up and chase the stranger away, he surely avoided violent conflicts.

You two were laying onto your shared bed, Kisuke on top of you, as his mouth was latched onto your throat and his hand was currently between your thighs.

Whimpers and heavy breaths filled the air, while his fingers deftly plunged into you, making your lips part to chant a lewd melody he loved. He knew so many ways of making your knees buck and drag orgasms out of you that it was not a surprise that simply fingering you could make you scream out his name.

“Do you even realize how wet you are? You’ve soaked my whole hand and wrist, you dirty kitten” he cooed in your ear, slowing down the pace he had set a tad bit to enjoy the way your walls clenched onto his slender fingers so tightly.

As he did that, decided to slip his fingers out of you, only to glide them down your folds and enjoying how soft, smooth and slippery they were after the wax appointment you had gone to yesterday.

“So soft, you are so soft, you know?” he teased you, grinning as he took his hat off with his free hand.

Now or never. It was time to drop your bomb.

“Yeah, I know. — you breathed out, glancing up at him and resting the back of your hand over your forehead before letting out a dramatic sigh —I expected you to use some original terms to describe my pussy, though. I mean, Jason used those exact words yesterday. Tsk, I expected you to do better than him” you gingerly said, averting your eyes from him.

Urahara Kisuke went silent. The pads of his fingers glued to your folds, he tried to process what you had just said. A man? Did you mention a man? Additionally, not even a native one, judging by his name, therefore he surely did not know him.

“I’m sorry, who in the holy Soul Society is Jason?” he quizzically asked, tilting his head to the side as he stared at you in utter shock.

“Who?”.

“Jason. Who is this J-A-S-O-N man?” he replied, his eyes dangerously darting onto the lit candle on the night stand.

If his kitten was up for playing with fire, he was going to let you play with it.

“Oh, Jason, right… Well, he waxed me yesterday. He praised my flesh in such a basic way it was hard not to laugh at his face” you replied, pushing yourself up onto your elbows as Kisuke simply hummed and reached for the candle.

At first you got confused, eyebrows knitted together while your eyes followed his moves and the way he began to look at your thighs while licking his lips. It was only then that you remembered how he had wished to try some wax play with you. Eyes widening in shock, you gawked and sat up.

“Kisuke! Baby, wait, wait! I was kidding! It was a trend I ran into on Tik Tok! I promise, I’ll cut the crap!” you fretted, cupping his cheek in your hand and peppering his face in kisses. You were evidently begging for mercy.

The shop-keeper, however, shrugged and delicately pushed you back down as he smiled at you “Oh, I see! But you now owe me some sex therapy, kitten. Now, let me try some wax play and I’ll eat you up. I’ll make you scream so loud Aizen will hear from Muken!” he taunted you, winning you over with his last joke.

“You are a dork…” you chuckled, slapping his shoulder.

Byakuya Kuchiki.

If someone wanted to get a reaction out of this stolid man it was by messing with you. How did they even think about touching his delicate flower, the woman who had successfully made him smile again after so long? A mad Byakuya was not a problem people wished to deal with and, naturally, you did not want to make blood run down the streets. But it was so tempting, so fun. You could not restrain yourself, right? Your boyfriend needed to experience that little trauma too.

It was a lovely summer night, your boyfriend was still locked up in his office and you decided to pay him a visit. Along with buying some take-away in his favorite restaurant, you were going to deliver him a rather spicy dessert. No one was around anymore. The only sound eachoing down the corridor was the sound of your heels clicking onto the marble floor.

When Byakuya saw you walking past the threshold of his office, he faintly smiled. You were surley a sight to behold, especially in that flowery dress he adored. Running up to him, you threw your arms around your neck and pecked his lips gently.

“I was missing you” you said softly, as he made you sit comfortable onto his lap.

Byakuya hummed and kissed your nape, his arms hugging your waist as he redirected his gaze back on the laptop on his desk. He worked way too much, but how could he not? The Family Company constantly required his attention and assistance. But now you were there, ready to catch his attention with some salty prank.

“How was your day, love?” he asked you softly, typing something on the keyboard.

“Quite good. — you stated, smiling softly — And I got some news. My beautician had called in sick today, I was assisted by her colleague” you absent-mindedly said, not getting much of a reaction out of him. You had been vague, indeed. He had no reason to suspect anything, after all.

“Really? And was his colleague good?” he asked.

“Oh, yes! Really good. I got to say I was put in a rather unusual position, but overall he was professional” you chimed, closing your eyes as you mentally prepared for hellfire to break out.

And it did.

Byakuya cleared his throat, his grip on your waist tightening even so slightly as he nosed your cheek gently “He?”.

“Yep. I’m talking about Santiago” you casually said, smiling softly.

“Santiago. Mh, I see. — he replied, prompting you stand up, much to your dismay and confusion, but as he grasped the back of your neck and pushed you down onto the empty side of the deak, you squirmed — And was the position he asked you to strike that uncomfortable?” he said calmly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, meanwhile he allowed the other one to hike the skirt of your dress up.

“Y-Yes… You could say so” you meekly replied.

The smack on your rear you received afterwards making you squeak out softly, your foreteeth sinking onto your bottom lip.

Byakuya sighed, lowering his mouth to your ear “You know, baby, when you want to prank someone, you should be careful in not messing up the plan. How was I supposed to fall for that, when you have sent me the link of the video?” he purred, as you gaped in shock.

Your jaw went slack, as reality dawned onto you: so that was why Rangiku had not replied to your video and text ‘check this out, Byakuya is gonna be so mad’.

You had sent it to Byakuya.

“Baby, I’m so, so sorry! It was a cute idea!” you protested, but he had already slipped your panties down your thighs, a soft groan leaving his lips as his fingers glided down your smooth slit, earning a little squirm from you.

“I know. I have a cute idea too. Spread your legs and let me show what I am talking about” he practically commanded.

Gosh, did that make you wet.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! An old draft and promise to some of you that I have finally finished! Thank you so much for having been so patient, I genuinely appreciate your feedback and enthusiasm at times. This was pretty fun to write and definitely a breath of fresh air from all of my other requests. Let me know what you think about it! Likes, comments and re-posts are greatly appreacited!

Until then,

X O X O

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