#fem!grimmjow jaegerjaquez

[nakamurakleo]

purr

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗆𝗃𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗁𝖼, 𝖽𝗈𝗀𝗀𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀. }

grimmjow fucks you like he’s always in a rut, having you in a deep arch as he plows you from behind, doggy style. your thick brown ass slapping up against his abs, the ‘slacking’ sound of your pussy juices hitting in between your skin stroked his ego, making him pound you into the bed even harder. he loves when you cry because of his dick, or when he marks you, his nails digging into the fat of your hips, scratching at your rolls, or with his fangs, biting and nipping every and anywhere he can. grimmjow loves watching you bruise. grim who’s load is soo much it literally pools out of your filled cunt and drips down the back of your thighs, and thank goodness for birth control because y’all would’ve had at least five kids. little do you know he’s trying to overpower your contraceptive, he’s not gonna stop fucking you until you give him a brat that looks just like you.

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[diorsbrando]

AROMA ( addicted 2 u ). ( g.j. )

pairing ! ━━  grimmjow jaegerjaquez  x  black!fem!reader 

cw ! ━━   minors do not interact. reader is also thick-coded and has no spiritual powers/abilities except that she has spiritual pressure and can see hollows and stuff. reader is also aged up to 20+. grimmjow has a devasting scent kink (olfactophilia) so there are many instances of smelling/taking large whiffs of reader. instances of kidnapping/coercion ( dubcon ), possessive and clingy behavior from grimmy because he’s obsessed. asphyxiation kink? (reader likes being choked). explicit content & language used. nsfw w/ descriptions of smut. unprotected + rough sex, a lil bit of teasing, groping, ass + thigh slapping, mentions of creampies. dirty talk, oral (f! receiving), masturbation (m! receiving). grimmjow kindaa gets pussydrunk. really just grimmy slowly going feral n falling in love <33

word count ! ━━  4.5k

notes ! ━━  yeah i think im just physically incapable of writing anything less than 1k words bc wtf😭😭😭 the original thirst where i got this from ( found here ) wasn’t even 1k, so where did the other 3k+ words come from ;-; idek if i like ending lololol. anyway this piece is basically dedicated to @garoujo​ bc i promised her for a while i’d do this. this another impulsive bleach fic, i hope y’all enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing :’) all my grimmy luvrs + fuckers wake up! i’ve come to feed you <3 REBLOGS ARE HEAVILY APPRECIATED! 

      grimmjow’s adjuchas form was la pantera; a slender, panther-like animal that dominated the perpetually pale white dunes of hueco mundo. so naturally, (with my brain falling into grimmjow-specific rut) i’d like to believe that grimmy has a scent kink. and he’d never know nor expect to have one before crossing paths with you, a damned human, he’d curse in his mind.  there’s just something intrinsically wild and unhinged about grimmjow, and loving the way you smell ━ even to extreme extents ━ is just one of the ways he displays his affection for you. so, this segues into grimmjow getting very possessive over you very quickly and is almost …territorial with this pretty human girl that’s close with soul reaper ichigo and his friends.

it’s when he initially acts on his own, gathers his group of lower ranking arrancar, and invades the world of the living that he discovers you and your unique but slightly impressive spiritual pressure; impressive in the sense it was enough to see at least see spiritual beings like hollows and shinigami. during all the chaos and on his search for this ichigo kurosaki he’s been hearing about, he spots you on a sidewalk, engaging in what looked like a sprint, farther and farther away from a fight between one of his men and another shinigami he didn’t recognize or care enough to know the name of. from where he stood in the air, he could see then clear look of fear in your eyes. your facial expression was showed you were deeply distressed, your body visibly trembled━ 

then his analysis came to a pause. wait.

your body.

getting a little closer to the grown, grimmjow was able to get a closer look at what pieces of fabric were hugging that...voluptuous figure of yours. while dodging fall debris, maneuvered through the streets of karakura town in a baby blue, spaghetti strapped tank top that stopped just above your pierced, pudgy navel (the blue-haired arrancar had never seen a piece of jewelry placed there before, but found himself staring at it for longer than what was necessary), black yoga pants whose hem reached past your ankles, black ugg tasman slippers, and to top it off, your long black cardigan flew wildly in the wind as you ran. all his senses were sharper now that he was a more powerful, full-fledged espada, so he could hear the faint sound of clear beads from your butt-length hair violently bouncing against each other, giving you an individual style that grimmjow couldn’t help but find remarkable. and then without warning or a distinguishable explanation, some primal notion deep within his being, felt himself immediately attracted to you. but of course, being supercilious as he was, the thick fog of pride fogging his vision, he rebuked any and all lingering thoughts, curiosity, attraction towards you. you were a human for crying out loud. what was worse, you didn’t even have any powers like that orange haired woman orihime or that other strong guy, chad. they were human too, so what was different about you. not having the patience to figure it out, his ( initial ) regard for you plummeted and ultimately decided to ignore you so and carry on with what he initially came here for: to find a worthy opponent and fight them.

and that same wind that passed through your knee length cardigan floated irregularly through the atmosphere, making a slow and aimless ascension to the clouds that hung lazily in the navy-blue sky━ inching closer to the sexta espada. the air infused with your scent entered the vicinity in which his sharp nose was able to reach. the breezed wisped across his strong face and jaw, he inhaled it unintentionally and— God his mind literally blanked. grimmjow’s train of thought was abruptly flung off the rails and momentarily lost concentration on the fight he was about to engage in. he swore the hot blood that rushed down to his crotch from his brain was instantaneous, he almost lost balance.

what was that smell? and why in the hell did it smell…so good? his mind wandered, unknowingly becoming hopelessly enraptured by your aroma and wanting to fulfill the instantaneous urge to follow the scent, like a fucking dog or something. and when he remembered you running, panting heavily to safety ━ past his general direction ━ he put two and two together and figured out it was you. the ambrosial smell was coming from you, from that plush body of yours. it had taken his olfactory senses by the horns, and grimmjow nearly lost all his wits, the urge to abandon the whole fight with carrot top just to seek you out and take you for himself was getting stronger with each passing minute. and it was obvious he’s not good with impulse control at all, so the fact he had so much self-restraint to focus on the current task at hand was a feat in itself.

he was able to spot your figure one last time before you disappeared into one of the buildings a few blocks down. while senselessly beating ichigo into the asphalt of the street, there was a lingering thought in the back of his mind that liked seeing shade of blue against your mocha skin. 

maybe because the hue was coincidentally similar to the hair on his head.

soon enough the battle was over, and when he returned to his own quarters in las noches, laid on his bed and took a moment to really process everything? he could feel himself spiraling, but this time he didn’t do anything to stop it; he let his thoughts hurl themselves off the deep end. his senses were swirling, your pleasant odor imprinting on him more deeply than he had expected or anticipated it to. he needed to see you━ no, to smell you again. little did he know these budding desires would cause him to become enamored with every aspect of your being in the very near future. with grimmy being who he is, he already began to scheme and figure out a time when to go back to the world of the living. he didn’t even know what he was going to do but he just knew that he had to satiate these relentless thoughts. 

he could feel his member stiffening again when he remembered how just how you looked, with that frightened expression laced in your countenance. that paired with your sensual figure and how you smelled? without giving it a second thought, he scrambled to get his pants at his ankles so he could wrap his large palms around his girthy dick quick enough. he gave himself a few experimental pumps, precum was quick to bud from his slit when your round tits flashed in his mind’s eye. he then imagined how your aroma mixed with the scent of passionate sweaty sex as he fucked you silly would smell like, and just how much sweeter your voice could sound with his name dripping from your plump lips. with his mind racing, shame quickly evaporated from his body as he tightened his grip, his hand movements grew faster and alternating between different wrist movements. grimmjow cursed himself through deep groans for being aroused enough to even do something like this because of some human woman he saw on the street in the world of the living, but the poor baby couldn’t help it. 

grimmjow got so lost in the pleasure, in the feeling of how his heavy cock felt in his grasp and in his fantasies of bouncing you up and down his length, breasts jiggling in his face with his mouth clasped onto one nipple, like a baby desperate for milk from its mother. and he wanted all of your ‘milk’, and he desperately wanted to give you all of his; he wanted to fill you up with it. after overstimulating himself a little and having mind-blowing, sheet-gripping orgasm that left his chest rising and falling like waves against the seashore, his hips lazily thrusted into his fist on their own volition to prolong this euphoric sensation for as long as possible. usually, post-nut clarity was supposed to bring you to your senses, to a more rational and calm state of mind. 

and bring grimmjow to his senses, it did. because he stared at the unnatural amount of his solidifying seed in his palm, on his lap and near the hole in his abdomen, one thing became increasingly clear: releasing an abundant amount of cum didn’t make him want you less— it made him want you more. because grimmjow knew well enough he’d drive himself crazy with these kinds of perverse behaviors and thoughts of you had he done nothing to resolve the issue. with you on his mind, he wouldn’t be able to focus on the tasks as one of lord aizen’s elite arrancar.

eventually, around the time the fourth espada ulquiorra would coerce and kidnap orihime to come with him to hueco mundo, grimmjow decided that was the best time to. . . apprehend you as well. he didn’t even have a valid reason other than wanting to keep you for himself and utilize you as he saw fit. quite frankly he doubted anyone, including aizen himself, would care if he brought back a little something extra from the world of the living, especially if this ‘something’ was a human who was no imminent threat to aizen’s plans. if anything, this could only benefit him, since you were one of ichigo’s close friends and if needed, you could be used as leverage.

it would be at night when your fate would be sealed, the sky practically empty and starless. the lights from the many buildings and streetlights outshone any stellar body that hung up above besides the moon. and high in the atmosphere is where the garganta that came from hueco mundo pried itself open, like the mouth of a monster about to devour its prey. except the ‘predator’ in question was actually the sixth espada; and of course, you were the unsuspecting prey. his sapphire irises scanned over the vast area of the city, starting at the place where he last fought with ichigo.

memory served him correctly ━ probably because he was so determined━ and recalled the general area where your living space was. using his sonído, grimmjow already found himself hovering above the apartment complexes, and began to seek out your unique spiritual pressure. within seconds he was able to distinguish yours from the faint traces of the other humans living on this block, and he wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating from excitement or not, but he was sure he could pick up your scent from all the way where he levitated in the air. he had to suppress a growl as he followed his senses, and made an abrupt appearance on your terrace, which you unfortunately left cracked open because your bedroom was much too stuffy and desperately craved circulation from the cooler, night air. 

the blue-haired espada let out a sort of derisive chuckle at your blatant ignorance. 

it’s only when you opened the door to your bathroom that led directly to your bedroom did you notice that a stranger had entered your apartment. your heart dropped when you saw grimmjow’s tall, lanky but muscular figure sitting on your bed, his elbows on his knees and his eyes trained on you. he was like a cat, with how his gaze was so fierce and consuming. a wave of an unfamiliar fear washed over your body and mind, completely drowning you. your legs instinctively moved backwards back into the bathroom, your flight response taking prominence and deciding you’d barricade yourself in there. you weren’t even a hundred percent certain it would work, but you couldn’t just stand there.

but grimmjow was much, much faster. faster than what you could comprehend. 

his movements were so high speed, you had almost thought you imagined him sitting there, because by the time you blinked out of your stupefied stare, he was gone.

but your horror was unfortunately realized. in fact, you were not hallucinating the whole ordeal, because an unpleasant, static ━almost booming noise ━ rung out in your ear, and suddenly the intruder was behind you, one hand gripping your throat with unnatural strength, cutting off vital oxygen supplies to your heart and lungs, and the other harshly gripping one of your arms to keep you still. 

“scream, and i’ll snap your arm like a fucking twig. it won’t be hard for someone like me, y’know.” you tried very hard not focus on his rough palm on your windpipe, and how easy it would be to delude yourself into a line of thinking that, had then circumstances been different and you were already acquainted with one another, this could have led to an entirely different outcome.

but, at the moment all you could do was gasp raggedly, your mind slowly falling into delirium because you couldn’t breathe. using what little space you were allowed to turn your head back towards your assailant, your eyes widened at just how ferocious he looked. he looked human, but you knew he wasn’t; the skeletal row of sharp, saber-like fangs on his right jaw and the concerningly large hole in his stomach told you that; it was unsettling. what was even scarier about him though, was that he looked a little familiar to you. why did it seem like you’ve caught a glimpse of his face before?

“stupid woman. . . leaving your doors open like that. don’t you know that you’re inviting practically any body into your home? you’re lucky that it was me, and not some creep.” he taunted you sinisterly as his grip on your neck and arm grew tighter, and now your struggle to breath became more obvious when you started to see blotches in your vision. the balance beam tipped dangerously back and forth between arousal and the fear that ran through your brain at the thought you might actually die.

“w━wh..who a-are. . . you. . .?” you had so much to say, so many questions. but you physically didn’t have any strength to voice them and oppose him, and you certainly didn’t want a broken arm.

“doesn’t matter. all you need to know is that you’re coming with me. and no, you don’t have a choice so don’t try and make a big fuss about it.” grimmjow stated tersely, not waiting for your compliance or a response. it’s not like you could speak clearly anyway. 

given with how close grimmjow was to you, your scent violently invaded his nostrils, and he couldn’t help but lean down slightly from his height and take a deep inhale into your braided hair that was tied down with a fine, silk scarf. even a barrier such as that couldn’t stop your aroma to waft into his personal space. standing from behind you he also got a good view of your cleavage in the v-cut oversized black shirt you wore, and how your nipples reacted to the cold air from outside. he had to physically stop himself from ripping your panties off, gagging you with them, and stuffing your cunt by confining your arm into a tighter grasp. you thought it would break if you even moved an inch. he figured he’d only suffocate you, since he admittedly preferred not use force on you; you’re too pretty and fragile for that. grimmjow shook his head at the fleeting thought. he hardly even acquired you for 5 minutes, and you were already permeating and changing his ideals.

a transient thought of how sexy the man behind you was, how nice his chiseled chest felt against your back flickered through your mind before you succumbed to your unconscious.

by the time you awoke, your eyes adjusted to him leaning over your horizontal figure on the surprisingly soft bed, his nose once again in the junction between your neck and collarbone. you groggily recalled him getting a good whiff of you before you lost consciousness, but it didn’t occur to you how strange it was until you saw his handsome figure hovering over you like this. you lifted your hands to touch his taut pectorals in an attempt to put some distance in between the two of you, but of course, he was big and strong and wouldn’t move that easily.

“h-hey! . . .where am i? and what the fuck are y—“

he stopped anymore protests from flowing out of your mouth by slamming his hand over your jugular, which caused a startled yelp— one that sounded too close to a mewl— to tumble past your lips. you stared at the tendrils of baby blue hair that fell across his forehead as he lifted his face to look at you.

you couldn’t even maintain eye contact for five seconds; his acute stare quickly overwhelming you on top of the flurry of thoughts that wanted to ponder on his mean, but ruggedly beautiful and proportionate face. you felt shame heat your cheeks and throughout your body at these thoughts.

“stop. . . moving. and watch your fucking mouth when talking me, woman.”

there was something about the dangerous glimmer in his eye, the tone in his voice, and the blade strapped to his hip that you just now noticed was nudging your leg, that told you not to say anything more. the longer you processed this, the longer you stared at the gaping hole in his abdomen, the longer you eyed the arrancar taking prolonged whiffs of your skin, the more frightened you became. you reminded yourself that this — none of this was normal.

you were kidnapped. taken against your will to come to a place you could only assume was the place where all these hollow creatures came from, and the only reason you even knew that was because you were so close with ichigo. you felt your heart tremble and shake against your ribcage at the very real possibility that no one knew where you were or just who took you. you weren’t even sure if anyone was currently out looking for you.

pure terror of all the unknowns running laps in your brain caused the blood in your veins to run cold and freeze over. clenching your eyes shut as if you were trying to block out the impending dread, you tried to ignore the heat that blossomed and penetrated your thinly clothed waist when grimmjow’s fingers brushed against the fabric and fully took hold of your flesh in his possessive grip. the guttural groan he let out against your shoulder caused your body to buzz in pleasure. “i don’t know what the hell it is but you smell so. . . fucking good.”

time gradually passed—you don’t even know how long since the sky always resembled midnight and you had no watch or your phone — but your mind started to move away from your friends and lifestyle back in the world of the living and became accustomed to this life as grimmjow’s. . . .human. too accustomed, in fact. you weren’t even sure what you were to him, other than the fact he was always with you to some extent. he was always there watching over you, glaring at you and whatnot, always smelling you. had your mind become so deprived of genuine human interaction that you found this behavior endearing?

perhaps.

in a way, his clinginess made you feel safe, it made you feel protected. like— if you really wanted to let your mind fall down that rabbit hole— that no harm would ever come within 5 feet of you, so as long as the sexta espada was looming over your form from behind. 

as for grimmjow, normally, he would have harshly judged people who acted this ill-composed, depraved or obsessive, but now he was no better than them with the way he acted around you. there was just. . . some element that drew him to you, like a moth to a flickering flame, and it all started when your beguiling fragrance wafted up to his height in the sky that night. he was turning into a feral animal that needed to be kept on a leash; if he didn’t know any better, he would have thought he was reverting back to his pantera form.

if anybody’s gaze even so much as lingered on you for a bit too long, he would feel offended (why? he still didn’t know himself). his short temper would ultimately get the best of him, instinctively giving them a venomous “the hell you staring at? huh!?”, paired with his irritated and equally sharp glare. he’d rest a lazy hand on your hip or draped across your shoulder for good measure. 

and that’s another thing you noticed during your indefinite stay here at las noches, the name of the vast, castle-like building you’d soon discover later: grimmjow always seemed to be touching you in some shape or form. an arm across your shoulder blades, a palm on your curvy ass, a hand around your throat— usually to threaten you but you couldn’t help but be aroused and you were pretty sure he was well aware of this too— even when you slept. he quite aggressively insisted you share a bed with him, and his muscled forearm would always be perched across your torso. it wasn’t necessarily in a loving way, but more territorial. and when you’d wake up to find him closer than when you drifted off to sleep, with his nose wedged on your shoulder and a big hand encasing your breast, you couldn’t help but wish this, was a little more genuine.

and just like the animal adjuchas he was deep down, he consistently found himself to be in something of a rut, a lust-filled heat engulfing his loins whenever he looked at you, even if it was only for a second. you could be doing literally anything or just standing there, and the urge to pounce on you, to bite and lick and inhale your skin would become too strong at times. he constantly had to fight his primal temptations to shove you up against a wall or bend you over, and repeatedly piston his hips inside your tight heat — no matter who may or may not have been around. you caused his self-control and decency to deplete at alarming rates.

but, in those moments he let those impulses take over, which became increasingly intentional, it’s the most….God, you feel so many things when grimmjow has you sprawled out or spread open for him, practically in his palm and at his mercy. you could feel the possessive nature of his personality absorb you with the way his tongue danced across the canvas of your skin, and the way he gripped your hips so hard, constantly breathed your scent —like it was the only air he needed to breathe — as he drilled his hips wildly into your dripping cunt (he’d always tease you for how easily wet you get at any little, seemingly innocuous gesture he directed towards you, despite him doing it on purpose to provoke you).

out of all the positions he has, and will plan to, put you in, his favorite is most definitely back shots because he likes to watch his cock, with a scary amount of concentration and a manic smirk on his lips, impale you over and over and over again. he also loves seeing your luscious, fat ass ripple and bounce against his slender hips. “pussy so—” he’d let out a malicious chuckle and growl before roughly planting a heavy palm on your fleshy mound, the sound resonating throughout the spacious room, “—so fuckin’ good…all this time, before i even came and got you, you were keeping her tight for me, weren’t you? yeaaaah, fuck yeah you were princess. this cunt was practically made for me, just asking to be ruined.”

he’d say the filthiest words you’d ever heard when he had your back arched in the shape of a parenthesis. missionary admittedly always did it for him too, just so he can watch your face scrunch up in overwhelming pleasure and good hear you whining his name without the buffer of the blankets beneath you. and when he’d push your thighs all the way back to feast because he was hungry? you swear you lose your vision and see stars, practically ascending to the heavens when grimmy is devouring your cunt. it really shouldn’t turn you on so much when he takes a moment to unlatch from your twitching pearl of nerves, your slick sticking to his chin, just so he can smell you while he plunged his appendages in and out of your folds. he’d always edge you like this, and you hated it, but your whiny protests were dragged back down your throat and exchanged for a moan when he landed an abrasive slap on your thigh and muttered a gruff, “shut the fuck up, brat,” against your dripping sex.

he would be seconds away from cumming in his pants untouched when he treated himself to that first whiff. you’d be so embarrassed by it at first,but would soon enjoy it as much as he does; he basically corrupted you by thrusting his own lewd fantasies onto you and implanting them in your psyche. the sixth espada gets so drunk on the taste of you and the natural perfume of your pussy, he could stay down there for hours, until you passed out from the pleasure or physically couldn’t orgasm anymore. you’d have to hit him on the head to get him to come up for some air. even when you were on your period— some bloody human thing, he’d call it— didn’t stop him from effectively eating you alive.

grimmjow would soon come to the realization one night when he was balanced on his forearms on top of you, languidly rolling his pelvis in and out—with that slight upward motion that made your eyes roll to the back of your skull—that this, that you, were all he needed. nothing, not fighting any of his ‘comrades’ or enemies, not devouring other unfortunate souls, not the thought of getting stronger, could measure up to the way your palms grasped at his brawny, taut back, the way your voice got all high-pitched and soft, crying about how you “need more, i-i need you, love yo—oooh, fuck, yes!!”, and how your intangible essence surrounded and swallowed up his very soul.

as his thrusts grew deeper, faster and more mind-numbing, he decided that ‘yeah, this is it’. being inside you and taking pleasure in invading your mind, body and heart was it for him, he couldn’t ask for more. he knew he’d do just about anything for you if you just asked or bat those long, dramatic lashes at him. he hesitantly admitted himself that you were more powerful than he originally thought you were, because only you were able to make him come undone to such a staggering degree and reshape his disposition, even if it was only a little bit, and only for you to witness.

maybe humans weren’t that weak.

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[wulvercazz]

Little Bull🐂💕

previous~🐄

It takes Ichigo a lot of effort to get this close to Grimmjow. She still pushes him around, as always, not that he expected her to stop if he was being honest, but something about it is almost affectionate now.

Call him a masochist, but the hair pulling and the sharp smacks and the teasing... it is all part of her charm. All that only accentuated by the new, warm words that'd leave Grimmjow's lips in cooed whispers against his fluffy ears. Sure, she is still less than nice, but hearing her call him her 'little boy', her 'cute calf', before receiving a teasing nip to his ear, always had his cock dropping like the dumb teen she liked to treat him as. Threatening to cum all over himself under her warm touch and teasing words.

"You want to breed Mommy that bad, little boy?" Fuck, he could drool.

All of her was delicious to touch, her beautiful fair skin and blue velvety fur, her hips and ample chest soft under his hands-- he'd never get tired of being this close. He was only hoping his enthusiasm wouldn't spoil everything when he's finally allowed to mount her properly; if it's anything like he's imagined... he's afraid he may cum the second he's inside Grimm. ´ - `💕

[chrollohearttags]

Character: Grimmjow

Song: kill bill by SZA

Fic type:Drabble

Type of writing: smut

ooh this is an interesting one!! got you bestie!

cw: mentions of hardcore sex, cheating, black fem reader, m*rder and violence, biker grimmjow

“And how did that make you feel?”

if (y/n) had a penny for each time you’d heard the proverbial, cliche line recited to you, you’d be a wealthy woman. Living high on the haul and in a much healthier situation. Instead, here you were slouched in the confines of the leather couch seated at your shrink’s office. Shelling out two eighty per session to sit in a stranger’s face and lie to her..tell her you were healing and doing much better than the previous visit. But that was the furthest thing from. Your descent into madness was only spiraling further each time you came back..smiling through the painful emotions, grinning from ear to ear and laughing when all you wanted to do was scream to the top of your lungs. Crying yourself to sleep every single night and the culprit was ironically the one person who managed to hold your heart in their hands. Who had so much dominion over you despite not being in your life anymore. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez..the man who broke your heart without so much as a second thought. Left you for some other girl who couldn’t possibly compare to you in any facet..yet, he looked so fucking happy to have the bitch on his arm. Letting her cradle his waist as they rode away on his motorcycle..curled on his lap at the bar like some prize trophy. It was sick and insulting.

so it came as no surprise when he hit your line for one last hookup..you came running. Sneaking over to his place behind his girl’s back to blow yours out. “I just need to be sure that we’re done. One more time?” of course..anything for him. Anything to see the smile on that face. To hear him calling out your name as you rode his dick to kingdom come. Fastening his hands to the headboard and placing yours to the center of his barreling, chiseled..tattooed chest; fucking him slower and much better than his new bimbo could ever dream of. Bursting through his door with open arms and your legs curled around his waist whilst he bounced you up and down on his cock. From the kitchen, where he bent you over his countertop, choked you out and fed you deep, pressing strokes. Handling you the same way he had when he belonged to you. It was like absolute bliss. “God! Fuck, (y/n)…there’s no way I can quit you. We can’t be over..” you heard his declaration…too bad for him, his life was soon to be just that. Forfeit. At its end. Because while he was busy shoving his tongue down your throat and groping your breasts, he didn’t even noticed the giant knife stowed away behind your back. Not until you reached between his calves, grabbed it and raised it above his head. His eyes dilated past normal size and his breath hitching before questioning what you were doing. His very last words before he was unable to speak any longer. “It’s a bit too late for that, isn’t it?” Away you drove that blade into his flesh, hacking away at him as if he were nothing more than a piece of meat. With all the impending rage and swelling stress, you let it. You let him have it for all of the fucking turmoil he put you through…you wanted him to suffer! You didn’t stop until you knew for certain he had stopped breathing. It truly couldn’t be helped! This was all his doing and the inky reason it had gone this far was because of his actions. At least that’s what made you feel better. But your blind bloodlust was far from quenched and it’d only become worse when you heard footsteps and a high pitched voice growing closer…calling out to your Grim. snickering as you withdrew the blade from his skin, still lying atop his lifeless body, (y/n) turned in the most callous of manners towards the creaking door as it opened and greeted the poor, unsuspecting girl who entered. Flicking your tongue across the blade; blood spattered all over your brown skin, (y/n) coldly smirked… “..welcome home.”

[cottoncandy-cult]

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader

The young fraccion ran about, double checking her Master's room to ensure that everything was clean. (Y/n) had been assigned to Grimmjow weeks ago, he never trained her or took her anywhere. Her only job was to clean and keep him company, she was well cared for and treated differently from the rest because of her loyal services for him. Perhaps this was because she was basically a house cat, Aizen had made her into an arrancar on a whim. Once she made sure everything was as it should be she laid down on her bed, it was across from Grimmjow's as it made things easier, and he didn't trust her alone. Even now his other fraccion would check the hall, waiting for their Master to return from the meeting being held.

It didn't take long for her to doze off, she hadn't been sleeping well and had been rather restless as of late. When she next awoke it was dark and she was being shaken, looking up she locked eyes with her Master leaning over her. "About time, you were moving around a lot, and it was getting annoying." As he moved to sit on his bed across from her, she noticed a candle was lit on the table between them, it wasn't until she sat up that he realized how tired she looked. "My apologies Master Grimmjow... " He grunted a bit before huffing, resting his arms on his knees. "Come here kitten." It was rare for him to use pet names, only when he felt the desire to lower his guard. She didn't hesitate to walk around the table, approaching him quietly.

Grimmjow had grabbed her wrist, twisting so that she fell onto the bed between him and the wall. "You're sleeping here tonight; you've been doing this a lot and it's made it hard to sleep." The young girl blushed but nodded, shifting to be more comfortable. "Yes Master, thank you." His response was just a grunt as he blew out the candle and laid beside her, arms crossed behind his head. "Yeah yeah, just go back to sleep." He had closed his eyes; she couldn't help but smile and close her own.

                         -Time Skip-

When (Y/n) next awoke, she was face to chest with her Master, his legs tangled with hers as he had one arm under her and holding her close as the other draped over her with his fingers tangled in her hair. His warmth made her snuggle close to him, he had growled in his sleep and tightened his grip. It was still dark as usual, so she had relied on her internal clock, and she assumed it was early morning, there was no need for them to be awake til well into the late morning. So, she closed her eyes once more, breathing in his scent as she felt herself slip into unconsciousness. When her breathing had slowed with sleep once more, blue eyes peaked open. Grimmjow watched her quietly before nuzzling the top of her head, he breathed in her sweet scent and relaxed. He may not say it out loud, at least not yet, but she belonged to him. She was his queen; he will kill anyone who even so much as upsets her. He smirked at the thought, he would do whatever he must to ensure she was happy and untainted by anyone.

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Helping Out- Grimmjow x Reader

I've been writing GrimmIchi fics for the girlies for years, but just randomly got the thought, I want a little piece of Grimmjow for myself. However, I couldn’t figure out a prompt and used a fanfic trope generator lol. So this is the result of it. I hope to write more and read more from the fandom. 

CW: Canon AU, fluff, black!fem!reader in mind, author knows nothing about medical field (be nice)

For once, Grimmjow might have to thank Kurosaki for something.

Grimmjow couldn’t tell you how he got in this position. But Urahara could! The former-Espada was nagging Ichigo for a fight since the young man kept rescheduling due to his busy medical school schedule. Grimmjow thought himself to be reformed enough (barely) and was patient. BUT! Everyone had their limits. Ichigo was listing excuses and caught up in how his class needed volunteers for an extensive role-play activity. Grimmjow couldn’t really give a damn about the trainings for healing weak human bodies, and flicked a paper projectile at the orange-haired head.

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Kurosaki asked. “No. You haven’t said anything related to rematch or fighting.” Grimmjow replied boredly. Ichigo held his scowl before a light bulb lit up in his head. He might have picked up his mentor’s tendency for plotting. Ichigo offered a deal. He agreed to fight Grimmjow if he agreed to throw on his gigai and show up to help. At first, Grimmjow outright refused. But...it had been awhile since he felt his blood thumping the way it did when going against that supernatural mutt...

Grimmjow yawned as he slumped in a chair while a woman addressed the somewhat eager group of students. He really had no idea what he was doing here. His initial plan was to make everyone as uncomfortable as possible, so he could be asked to leave. However, just as he was about to move his plan into motion, the woman had walked up to him and gently read the card around his neck.

You tried to keep your voice steady as you leaned slightly over and read the card on who was probably the most attractive gentleman in the world. “Here, we have a gentleman who has been waiting rather long in the emergency room while more urgent cases were dealt with. While this can be a frustrating situation for both you and the patient, remember to be reassuring and kind to them. Letting our negative emotions fog our mind can put many people at risks.” You looked into the prettiest blue eyes known to man. There’s no way that could be natural. “I appreciate you waiting sir. I know that you’re in a lot of pain. I’ll be glad to take care of you.” You gave him an affirming squeeze on his shoulder and smiled. You quickly pulled away and addressed the next steps in the process of the man’s imaginary wound.

What the actual fuck was that? Grimmjow was not used to being on the receiving end of genuine care and affection from a stranger. Those were emotions that were rarely showed in his world and even as he visited the World of the Living, he wouldn’t say it was one he received often. He continued to look at the woman who stood near him and spoke to the class. She was dressed in dark blue scrubs that look great on her smooth skin. Her hair was wrapped up in a bun and covered with a scarf. A loc or two peaked out. She radiated confidence as she spoke to the class and continued down the line of pretend patients, answered questions, and encouraged problem-solving from the students. There was definitely something intriguing about this human.

Ichigo jumped when the tall man suddenly appeared at his side at end of the class. “Shit! You need a bell.”

Grimmjow didn't even argue. "Who is that?"

“What?”

“Don’t fucking what me, Kurosaki. Who is that?” he hadn’t even looked at his rival and kept his gaze on you as you chatted with the volunteers and students.

Ichigo looked and tilted his head slightly. “Y/N-san? That’s the teachers' assistant in this department. I don’t know her too well, but she’s really smart. I’ve texted her a few times when I needed help. She-,”

"Will she talk to me if I bring her broken bodies?"

"What-,"

"Actually, fuck it. This gigai can't cause me that much pain. What if I break a bone?"

"What the hell, Grimmjow? She's not a doctor yet. I don't think anyone would want to deal with you if you're doing crazy shit like that."

A pause. “Give me her number.” he still was looking at you.”

“What-”

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Grimmjow, I can’t give you her number. It’s creepy to give out a woman’s numbers to strangers. You’re not even a student-,” Ichigo argued.

“Hey guys,” you greeted and smiled, “good answers, Ichigo. It’s nice to see how you experience already gives you a different perspective as your peers.” Grimmjow muttered under his breath as the man received your praise. “Who’s your friend?” 

“Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez,” he answered and held out his hand as he had seen humans do before. You shook it firmly. He grinned; there was something respectable about a good handshake. 

“Thank you so much for coming, Grimmjow. It’s nice when people from the community use their time to help students out.” you explained.

“I’m always happy to help.” Ichigo tried to not gawk at his lie. 

You nodded and giggled. “That’s so sweet. It can be hard to get people. There’s another one of these later today that I almost had to cancel. I’m still short a person, but I’ll make it work.” you went on a little.

“I can help.”

Ichigo was damn near losing his mind on the inside.

You were a bit surprised, “Oh, uh, I’d love that really, but it’s like three hours from now. I wouldn’t want to mess with your plans for today.” you scratched at your cheek.

Grimmjow snickered and shrugged. “I have no plans today. I can kill some time, find something to eat.”

That gave you an idea. “Well, at least let me buy you lunch then! I couldn’t imagine-,”

“Tch, like hell would I let a pretty woman buy me food. Don’t worry about it.”

You blushed at the compliment. “Huh well,” you reached into your pocket for a random business card you occasionally kept. You underlined a part of it, “Here’s my personal cell. I have to clean up and finish some paperwork, but we can find something close by to eat.”

Grimmjow chuckled as he took the card and looked at it. “It’s a date then.” You smiled then waved at the two men as you walked off.

“Heh, look Kurosaki. Seems I didn’t need you after all.”

The med student just dazed off in the direction that you were just at. “What. The. Actual. Fuck.”

~~~

We have a thing for Grimmjow in uniforms; he should have the same. I slipped in a personal detail with y/n having locs. I never see it (imagine that man gripping on them). I love Ichigo being shocked by a confident, committed Grimmjow. I feel like I can continue this one. I’m gonna go to sleep though. Requests are currently open. Thanks for reading!

[luneillusoire]

fem!grimm 💙

[semisgroupie]

4k collab — what’s done in the dark ☾

theme: Taboo Relationships! (prof x student, ceo x secretary, politician x prostitute, priest x parishioner, anything you can think of!)

rules:

☾ you must be 18+ to join and have your age somewhere accessible on your blog

☾ any form of content is allowed (art, writing, nsfw, dc) just make sure everything is tagged appropriately!

☾ there can be a repeat of characters but only 2 are allowed! (so if one person chooses toji then only one more person can choose him)

☾ there’s no writing limit! write what you feel is enough

☾ you can submit multiple pieces! (you don’t have to submit more than one piece but if you feel inspired enough then send in as much as you like, but don’t overwork yourself!)

☾ once you’re done please use the tag #wditdcollab☾ or tag me!

☾ and have fun!

FANDOMS: this collab is open to any and all fandoms!

DEADLINE: there is no hard deadline but there is a soft deadline of APRIL 5TH

HOW TO ENTER: send me an ask with your character, fandom and what the taboo relationship will be! (EX: can I join with professor!urahara x student!reader?)

MASTERLIST

BLEACH

☾ professor!aizen sosuke & assistant professor!grimmjow jaegerjaquez x student!fem. reader — ME!

☾ devil!aizen x angel!reader — @stygianoir

☾ actor! Reader x bodyguard! Shunsui Kyoraku — @/chaotic-nick

☾ ceo!Ichigo x secretary!reader x ceo!grimmjow — @/nymphoheretic

☾ ishida ryuken x fem!reader (doctor and nurse) — @ryndicate

☾ ichigo’s girlfriend x isshin — @/ryndicate

JUJUTSU KAISEN

☾ priest!nanami & priest!toji x parishioner!fem.reader — ME!

☾ ex-lawyer higuruma x model fem!reader — @blueparadis

☾ ceo!maki & secretary!reader — @gyuwutaro

☾ demon lord!sukuna and priestess!reader — @angelltheninth

☾ karate!teacher toji x student!reader — @getogasm

☾ professor!nanami x student!reader — @edens-pen

☾ priest/teacher! geto x catholic school girl! reader — @ghoularaki

☾ geto’s ex girlfriend x satoru — @25-30-03

☾ pimp!mahito x prostitute!reader — @rozentias

AOT

☾ therapist!zeke yeager x patient!reader — @ctrlwave

CSM

☾ art dealer!kishibe x art student!reader — @/ctrlwave

☾ director! A-list actor! kishibe x idol! Reader — @chaotic-nick

☾ knight!quanxi and princess!reader — @pcwer

GENSHIN IMPACT

☾ professor!albedo & assistant!reader — @mrskreideprinz

☾ general!pierro x queen!reader — @manjiroscum

☾ tartaglia x reader — @hiraizens

OTHER

☾ Priest!Kakashi x nun!reader x demon!itachi (NARUTO) — @nymphoheretic

☾ bev cart girl!reader x country club patron!kuroo (HAIKYUU) — @lou-struck

☾ fukuzawa yukichi x port mafia!reader (BSD) — @suyacho

[brittscafe]

Masterlist

Welcome to part 2 of my master list because my first one is so goddamn full!

Comfort smut: Shunsui x Jushiro x fem! reader

Dancing in the rain with Jugram and Uryu, separately (fluff)

Comforting you after making you cry

One bed trope Gin x Aizen x female reader

Take it: Shunsui x Kisuke x fem! reader

Crushing on you: Renji x reader x Grimmjow

Drunk karaoke bleach lieutenants

Bleach lieutenants pet names

Shunsui Kyōraku 🌸

Spicing things up (Smut)

Jūshirō Ukitake 🤍

Heated kisses Flirty Jushiro Embarrassed after first time Taking care of you when you're sick Go your own way (smut) Fluffy smut Love bites Pinning Jealous Jushiro Stealing kisses in his office Pegging Jushiro Healing his wounds (smut)

Ichigo Kurosaki 🍓

On my mind Fall Evening (fluff) Ichigo x male top! reader (smut)

Tōshirō Hitsugaya 🧊

Pegging Toshiro Blowjob One bed trope Confessing his love for you Zombie Hitsugaya Zombie Hitsguaya pt2 Make up sex The one where his height doesn't matter

Rōjūrō Otoribashi 🎸

Rojuro Dad Headcanons

Renji Abarai ❤️

Sleepy fluff Renji x human headcanons

Kisuke Urahara 💚

Comforting you after an injury Love in the Dark mini fanfic series chapter 2 Tasting you (fluff)

Byakuya Kuchiki

Pegging Byakuya Byakuya x jealous male reader (smut) Dancing in the rain (fluff) Jealously x fem! reader (smut)

Kenpachi Zaraki ⚔️

Reunited fluff Fluffly Drabble

Shinji Hirako 🎭

Shinji dad hcs Shinji with an anxious partner Pegging Shinji

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

Boyfriend and husband headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Sōsuke Aizen 💜

Blowjob First time (smut) Mirror sex Introducing him to your parents x human female reader Royalty (smut) Jealous headcanons You belong to me (smut) Cuddling (fluff)

Kensei Muguruma

Babyshower (fluff)

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez 🐱

Finding out you sleep with stuffed animals (male reader)

Gin Ichimaru 🤍

Thigh riding Gin with a fem! s/o with a personality like Byakuya Kuchiki

Szayelaporro Granz

Mirror sex x male reader Hells of jaw headcanons

Rangiku Mamtsumoto

Comforting you after an injury

Yoruichi Shihouin

Teasing you

[nakamurakleo]

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[chiffiorra]

₊❏❜ ⋮ So Pretty When You Cry

Kinktober Day #23

Prompt: Dacryphilia Character: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez This Work Contains: fem!reader, shinigami!reader, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, nickname "girl" is thrown around once WC: 420 Note: well well well, if it isn't the struggle of writing for this mans coming back to bite me in the ass. we love to see it lol. also yeah this is the latest i ever posted, these days have been a bit crazy Taglist: @enchantedforest-network, @nanamis-wifey-reye

“Poor little Shinigami… you tried so hard to avoid coming across trouble and yet here we are. no one has ever told you how adorable you look crying?” Grimmjow cooed down at you as he started to wipe away a stray tear rolling down your cheek. 

It had all started when you were out doing your nightly patrol and you had unfortunately, or rather fortunately, came across him. You were a new shinigami that he hadn’t seen before and yet for some reason he was drawn to you. 

At first, he chose to fool around and tease you, waiting to see if you were the type to squirm easily from what words he would say. Before you could even realize that you were falling hard for his words and touch, he had finally ensnared you into his trap.

Which led you to what was happening now.

Laying under him, your teary eyes looked up at him while he grinned at you in return. Something about seeing a shinigami cry for him had something stir and awaken inside of him and to simply put it, he couldn’t get enough of it. He was craving more and more of it each second that ticked by.

Grimmjow would lean down and lick at your tears as he continued thrusting into you, eager to see more of your tears as much as he was eager to make you cum. In fact, why not switch things up a bit? Instead of continuing his fast and pistoning pace, he switched to a slow but deep one instead. You immediately whimpered, not having prepared yourself for this sudden change of pace. “Please… more, please…” you said, your walls fluttering around him. He would bite back a groan but still stayed strong.

“More? A crybaby like you wants more of me, huh?” He snarked, emphasizing his sentence with a thrust, with you gasping loudly in return. “If it’s more you really want, then that’s what you’ll get, little shinigami,” he would add, smirking down at you.

He wouldn’t stop until he was satisfied enough to see all of your tears for him, which was not going to stop anytime soon until he was done with you completely. 

“I’m not done with you yet, girl; we’re not even close,” With that, he went back to his previous fast and punishing pace, startling you and yet you couldn’t resist even if you tried. All you could do was weep tears of pleasure as you continued to let him use you.

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Bleach Masterlist

💜Complete master list of all bleach characters. This will include Events,Series, and Dividers (more coming soon)💜

Gotei 13:

Shunsui Kyoraku

Shunsui Kyōraku x Fem Reader: Keep Quiet N/SFW

Shunsui Kyoraku F! Reader: Creampie N/SFW

Shunsui Kyoraku : Getting Caught During sex N/sfw

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW

Rojuro Otoribashi

Rojuro Otoribashi x F!reader: creampie 2 N/sfw

Shinji Hirako

Shinji Hirakox F!reader: creampie 2 N/sfw

Shinji Hirako: Getting Caught During Sex N/sfw

Byakuya Kuchiki

Byakuya Kuchiki x F! Reader: Creampie N/sfw

Byakuya Kuchiki : Getting Caught During Sex N/sfw

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW

Kensei Muguruma

Kensei Muguruma F! Reader: Creampie N/SFW

Kensei Mugurma: Getting Caught During Sex N/sfw

Toshiro Hitsugaya

Toshiro Hitsugaya x F! Reader: Creampie N/SFW

Toshiro Hitsugaya : Getting Caught During Sex N/sfw

Kenpachi Zaraki

Kenpachi Zaraki x F! Reader: Creampie N/sfw

Kenpachi Zaraki: Getting Caught During Sex N/sfw

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW

Jushiro Ukitake

Jushiro Ukitake x F! Reader: Creampie N/SFW

Isshin Kurosaki

Isshin Kurosaki x F!reader: creampie 2 N/sfw

Shuhei Hisagi

Shuhei x Fem Reader: Couldn't Resist N/SFW

Espadas

Sosuke Aizen

Sosuke Aizen x F! Reader: Getting Caught During Sex N/SFW

Coyote Starrk

Coyote Starrk x F! Reader: Getting Caught During Sex N/SFW

Gimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x F! Reader: Getting Caught During Sex N/SFW

Quincy's

Jugram

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW

Bazz-B

Calling Them Daddy During Sex N/SFW

Multiple Characters

Wearing a Sexy Costume Bleach Edition

Gotei 13 Captains Holding their Newborns for the First time SFW: Part 1

Telling Them No To Stop During Sex N/SFW (Bleach Edition)

Sending them nudes in public Bleach Edition N/SFW part 1

Event

Fluffy October Event

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 // 霊圧 + 淫慾. //spiritual pressure + lust.

Hash tags

#bleach x reader insert, #bleach x reader, #bleach x insert reader, #bleach, #bleach scenarios, #masterlist, #the-witch-of-one-piece

[wulvercazz]

💗 Fem!Grimm 🥰

Some more old art reposting + an old exclusive~ Uncensored on Pillowfort~

[cottoncandy-cult]

Masterlist

Event: Twister Wonderland: Babyfication: Intro Heartslabyul Diasomnia Octavinelle Ignihyde Scarabia Savanaclaw Pomefiore

OC Stuff: Twisted Wonderland Crush Crush Crush 1 2 3

Tokyo Revengers Lilly Among Thorns

Arrival

Introduction Bonding Day Meeting Their Friends Lost Seeking Comfort Gift Giving Meeting The Gang Home Alone Adventure 1 Gang Member Babysits

Christmas

First Day Of School

Other Oneshots Raiden X Chubby! Fem Reader Shiva X Fem Reader Tattoo Artist Buddha X Fem Reader

Zack Foster x Lil Sis Reader

Zack Foster X Daughter Reader

Zack Foster X Adopted Sister Reader

Fan Levi Ackerman X Celebrity Reader

Kenpachi Zaraki X Chubby! Reader

Jiro Mochizuki X Reader

Hiruma Yoichi X Reader

Zelman Clock X Reader

Inuyasha x Priestess Reader

Sebastian Michaelis X Neko Child Reader

Soma Yukihara x Reader

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Reader

Miia X Reader

Subaru Sakamaki X Drunk Reader

Rikio Kamamoto x Reader

Yuma Mukami X Daughter Reader

Meliodas X Neko Reader

Gajeel Redfox X Reader

Teen! Laxus X Lil Sis! Reader

Vincent Valentine X Reader

Reno Sinclair x Jealous! Reader

Koga X Reader

Mikoto Suoh X Daughter Reader

Sesshomaru X Reader

Chibi Misaki Yata X Reader

Masrur x Slave reader

Aizawa x Daughter reader

Toshinori Yagi x Reader

Kakashi Hatake x Reader

Kisame x Child Reader

Naruto x Super Strength Reader

Beelzebub x Chubby reader

Trafalgar Law x Reader

Smoker x Wife Reader

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Ban x Reader

Dante x half demon reader

Kakashi Hatake x Chubby Reader

Juubei Jimushi x reader

Ban x chubby reader

Meliodas x chubby reader

Zack Foster x Reader

Zack Foster x Reader

Sanemi x Kyojiro's little sister

Free de la hoya x reader

Hitoshi Shinsou x Cat Quirk! Reader

Saiki Kusuo x wife reader

Obito Uchiha x Reader

Mitsuhide Akechi x reader

IkeSen Caught in the name of love (Ft. Mitsuhide, Ieyasu, Motonari, and Kanetsugu)

IkeSen Sengoku Babysitting (Ft. Shingen, Kanetsugu, Motonari, Masamune, and Kenshin.)

Zack Foster BFS

First Meeting Becoming Friends His Feelings Confession First Kiss Cuddling You Get Sick He Gets Sick He Sees You Cry He Walks In On You You Walk In On Him He Hears You Sing You Get Drunk You See Him Cry He Gets Drunk You Get Hurt (Small) He Gets Hurt (Small) Showering Together You Have A Nightmare He Has A Nightmare

Movie Night

My Ao3 Books

Trend Chaser (A Fairy Tail Dragon Slayer Smut Book)

Crystal Waters (A RoR Shiva and wives x OC Book)

Life Within The Soul (Mix bag coming soon)

SMUT

Shiva X Wife! Reader

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Bleach Fics

I feel like I need to add a master list to my pinned post, so this is going to be my project for the night. Can't believe the year is almost over. Thanks to everyone who even read one of my fics. I appreciate it

Grimmjow:

Helping Hand PT 1 F!Reader Helping Hand PT2 F!Reader Prove Your Worth F!Reader