#ichigo kurosaki x male reader

[gloryhrs]

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ᥫ᭡ i. ᧔𐓪᧓ 𝐡𝐜𝐬 𝐟𝐭 ━━ kenpachi zaraki, shūhei hisgai, ichigo kurosaki, & kisuke urahara.

ᥫ᭡ ii. ᧔𐓪᧓ trans [ ftm ] reader, fluff + comedy, modern era + everything takes in a non-soul society universe.

❨ KENPACHI ZARAKI. ❩

Kenpachi Zaraki . . . the brutal captain of the 11th Division had a passion for all things that revolve around fighting. But you know what else he has a passion for? You, his husband, and Yachiru, his daughter. He loves his little family and would protect you both till his final breath.

Kenpachi likes what he likes, and he loves you—so he didn’t understand why you were so scared of telling him that you were trans. He will always support you, no matter what the situation is or how bad it gets. When he found out about you being trans he just shrugged his shoulders and asked what was for dinner.

“Kenny? You aren’t mad at me . . . right?” You played with the hem of your kimono sleeves. Once you told your husband about your identity he just stood there . . . No reaction or anything. It was as if his system was rebooting. After what felt like years of silence he finally spoke, “Eh, not really. There’s nothing to be mad about, seriously.” He shrugged as he put his large hands on your shoulders before placing a sweet kiss against your sweaty forehead. “Now, what’s for dinner?”

“Also, I know I shouldn’t ask you this. But is that the reason why your chest was cut off?”

“Yes, Kenny.”

“Well I could’ve save us the money and did that myself!”

When Yachiru found out about the news she was so sweet and supportive. She understood the importance of the situation perfectly and even said you’ll forever be her dad, even if you didn’t give birth to her.

“Look dad! Look at the drawing me and papa made for you!” The little girl smiled sweetly as she held up a drawing that included blue, pink, and white—the trans flag colors. It was a drawing of her and Kenpachi wearing matching shirts that said “We love you Y/n” along while holding the little pride flags in their hands. You couldn’t help but smile brightly and place a little kiss against the girl’s cheek. “Thank you, Yachi. I’m gonna hang this up on the fridge, okay? You and Kenny’s art skills are amazing.”

❨ SHŪHEI HISAGI. ❩

Shūhei thinks of you as his safe space . . . one of the only few people he can be around without having to relax his shoulders every five seconds because he is feeling tense.

He didn’t care about the fact that you were trans, in fact, he thought you were brave. Since you didn’t hide yourself from the world, you weren’t too accepting of people like you. But that didn’t matter to him, he was going to protect you every step of the way, holding your hand without fear.

“I–I’ll still love you. No matter what, babe. Whatever you’re comfortable with, I’m comfortable with. You’re very handsome to me! Haha . . .” Hisagi laughed and nodded his head. He was so supportive in his own weird way, it was cute.

He loves snuggling into your chest like a little kitten after a long day of work. ♡ Each time he got home he would immediately throw his stuff on the ground without having a care in the world.

“Darling, I think your laptop was in there.” You spoke softly as you caressed the back of Shūhei’s head while he rested his cheek against your chest. The man had another stressful day at work and he threw his bag to the floor—you could’ve sworn you heard a slight crack. “It’ll be fine . . . it’s practically indestructible.” He muttered with his eyes closed and his breathing starting to slow down. Instead of aggravating him about it, you only smiled softly and ran your fingers through his hair.

It turns out that did end up breaking his computer and was charged on his tab at work for the incident.

“Damn it . . . (πーπ)”

❨ ICHIGO KUROSAKI. ❩

Ichigo was kinda known for taking certain subjects to heart—his family, friends, and most importantly, you. He knew about your identity since he was fifteen and he never judged you or discriminated against you for it. He would never use hurtful words or do hurtful things to you because he truly loves you with every last bone in his body.

When he’s around, he always makes sure that people use the correct pronouns on you and make sure you don’t feel uncomfortable in any shape or form. He doesn’t care who they are. They will respect you and your identity. When you would often speak up for yourself, you would always get turned down and ignored in the end. Which infuriated him to no end, he hated seeing you sad.

Ichigo's eyes glared holes into the back of the teacher’s head as she continued to refer to you as she and her. He noticed you tried to speak up for yourself but she only ignored you and continued to misgender you in the end—which made you go quiet for the rest of the class period. Once she referred to you as the wrong pronouns that’s when Ichigo decided to step in. “He said, his pronouns are he/him. Why do you keep referring to him as she and her? Did you not hear him the first time he corrected you?” Ichigo frowned while the teacher seemed a bit shocked at his words. “What the hell are you looking stupid for? Can you not hear?”

Since you’re his first boyfriend, he always tries his best to show you that he loves you—even though he can be a bit awkward at times. Good days or bad days, when he visits you, he always brings flowers and favorite snacks. He also has a habit of buying you merch of your favorite things because he just can’t help himself every time he walks by.

“Ichigo? Did you seriously buy me a set of these?” You chuckled at the sight of the jumbo plushie of your favorite animal. The plushie was so soft and fluffy that you couldn’t be upset with him that he spent so much money on it. “Yeah, when I saw it, I couldn’t help myself. It reminded me of you.” He smiled before he pulled out a cute little hairpin of your favorite animals and placed it in your head with a soft kiss to your cheek.

❨ KISUKE URAHARA. ❩

Kisuke wasn’t shocked at the news about your identity. Like Kenpachi, he knows what he likes and isn’t ashamed of it. Love is love, why should he be ashamed of being married to someone who isn’t afraid to express themselves? It didn’t make sense to him—but he didn’t care.

“Oh? Hehe, I guess we’re both husbands now, yeah?” The shop owner poked at your cheek with the end of his fan before covering his red cheeks with it. It was obvious he was flustered at his joke. Instead of getting upset at him about the joke you only smiled softly and playfully punched his shoulder.

Yoruichi is tired of you two deeply. She never saw Kisuke so deeply in love with someone, since he was a bit of a pervert. Every time she sees you both being lovey dovey she can’t help but let out a loud dramatic sigh. Kisuke would often joke around and call her jealous because she didn’t have anyone in her life. And it always resorted to her flipping him off or smacking him in the back of the head because of his smart-ass mouth.

“Why hello my most beautiful, precious, loving, and gorgeous husban—”

“Get a room you freaks!”

“I didn’t even finish my sentence!”

This man was your hype man—you want to show him your new outfit? Give him a show! Did you get a new haircut? He will give you compliments until you get sick of him! This man didn’t know how to stop once he had gotten started. Most of the time, you would never get sick of him and his compliments and pickup lines. Because, unlike most people, you genuinely found him funny. He would often talk like a high-school student just to get a smile on your face.

The moment he walked in on you trying on something new with a frown on your face he just couldn’t hold himself back. The man placed the fan up against his face as he began to speak. “Hey handsome, I guess there is a rainbow today as I just found the treasure I have been searching for.” He started to fan his face in a dramatic manner, which caused a series of laughter to leave your lips. “You like it? I think I got a size too small.” You tugged at the shirt and pants that were a little too tight in certain places. Kisuke, being the pervert he is only wolf-whistled while continuing to fan his pink cheeks. “My dear husband, do you mind doing a slight 360 for me? I would like to see something.”

© gloryhrs, 040124. | notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

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ichigo kurosaki x male Top reader

Basically can you write smut of them doing it in Ichigos bedroom

And the reader has to cover Ichigos mouth because he being loud 🍣🍣

OMGG HIII! College is slowly going by, I'm almost done with my semester, thank you for asking! :) I'm leaving on Thursday to go home!!

Having sex in Ichigo's bedroom is one thing, doing it while his father is home is a whole different thing.

The way the bed springs shift and creak each time you thrust into him. Puffy, whiny moans leave Ichigo's mouth, his jaw dropped open.

"You have to be quiet," you hiss out, eyes meeting Ichigo's. His eyes are teary from all the pleasure you're making him feel and his hands are gripped onto your biceps, fingers digging into your skin.

"i-i can't!" Ichigo whines out as you swiftly pull back your hips and snap them into his. Ichigo's eyes roll into the back of his head and his whole body trembles.

"Why? Does my cock feel too good?" you tease him, letting out a low chuckle.

"Stoppp," Ichigo whines out, his cheeks turning slightly red. The thrusts become harder, the sound of skin slapping filling the room.

Ichigo's eyes squeeze shut and loud moans spill out from his mouth, echoing in the room. As much as you love the sound of Ichigo's moans in your ear, he's being too loud right now.

"Can't have your father hearing you scream my name," you explain, cupping your hand over his mouth and muffling his sounds.

Ichigo squirms underneath your body, sweat forming along his chest as you pound into him. The knots in Ichigo's stomach are starting to come undone as your cock continues to hit that sweet spot buried deep inside of him.

His moans, whines, and cries are muffled by your hand over his mouth. Ichigo's half tempted to bite into your hand, sink his teeth into your flesh.

The way he clenches around you, making you even more sensitive down there. You dip your head down into his shoulder and open your mouth, biting down on his skin.

You can feel his heavy, warm breath hitting your mouth as he pants, getting closer to his release.

Ichigo thrashes underneath you as you suck on his sensitive skin, hips meeting his until he finishes, cries and moans muffled by your hand.

[bobeni]

what pet names they would call you (&etc).

⇢ users 。✑ ichigo, uryuu, yumichika, ukitake, byakuya.   ⠀ M!READER.

⇢ contents&warnings 。✑ fluffy headcanons, i guess. ⠀   can be read as gender neutral, possible ooc.

✶ ichigo kurosaki!

he’s very cookie cutter tbh

bro would probably stick to calling you “baby, babe,” & variations of those for the most part

(timeskip wise) but since he’s been overseas for uni, he’d also slip in an endearment from another language and it makes you melt the most. it just sounds too perfect coming from his lips; the acute fondness since you were the only person in the world who got to hear those words was a truth that made you weak (so ofc he’d use that to his advantage sometimes lmao).

i feel like a favorite of his would be “honey,” namely because it’s simple, sweet and kinda flows out naturally from him. it especially shows once you two settle down.

still though, he’d mostly just call you by your name overall because he thinks that’s endearing in itself & he has absolutely no qualms about saying your name at any given time

now with calling him pet names, though一he’d love it. whether you do it frequently or it’s a rarity, he loves hearing whatever pet name you decide to call him (he’d find himself cherishing them more if you rarely call him by anything other than his name).

✶ uryuu ishida!

he’s one i think would hesitate at first to call you any pet name, it doesn’t matter. but the longer you stay together, the pet names and nicknames just start pouring.

he’d probably call you something specific like “darling, sweetheart,” & the like, though usually accompanied with your name.

but, but, but一he would most definitely call you endearing terms in german. honestly, they’re probably his go-to lmao. they just ooze the most sweetness, and he barely ever stuck to just saying the same one. some would have deliberate meanings that described smth you do or things along those lines. it was literally a soft spot for you.

if you try to reciprocate and use any little endearing or playful german name for him, he’d be so smitten i’m so deadass. but anything you say, though, will make him fall for you even more. he just loves that you consider him so dear (lmao that could be something he calls you, too).

✶ yumichika ayasegawa!

definitely doesn’t hold back when it comes to pet names. he’ll call you “sugar, honey, pudding,” & all because he thinks the sweetest things of you, so he would like to think they describe you perfectly.

he’d slip in a “darling, sweetheart,” or a “love,” here and there as well because he has to keep it classy sometimes.

but he would actually call you shit like “snookums,” just to mess with you.

(however, that was in the beginning一you can totally tell it’s transformed from pure irony into something that he genuinely loves to call you by now)

actual name to pet name ratio is solid; he had no preference on what to call you, it all just depends on what his mind decides for him the moment he thinks of you.

if you call him any pet names, ofc a very obvious weakness would be ones where you compliment his looks (like “pretty boy, handsome, doll”). but anything you deem special enough to call him will make his heart swell, and it’s the same the other way around.

✶ jushiro ukitake!

he’s a sweet old man so he’d stick to things like “sweetie, love,” and “dumpling, pumpkin.”

he was already very affectionate & open with you so it didn’t take bro long to get comfortable enough to say pet names at all. there are some days where he finds himself saying them more than your name simply because of the way you tend to respond to them.

he’s so soft for you he wouldn’t even dare to pick a favorite, he just likes being sweet on you and calling you anything that feels right.

calling you pet names just comes so naturally to him and you love him so much that you even love the ones he comes up with that may be a tiny bit weird.

but when you call him anything endearing, it results in him gushing on the inside. to hear something so intimate come from you, whether it be simple in some other’s eyes, is adorable in his.

✶ byakuya kuchiki!

now, in the beginning he would definitely struggle the most with calling you anything other than your name. but once the man relaxes and you both open up to each other, he was taken.

you cherished each word he said anyways, but for pet names? since they were so rare to hear from him, you clung on to each and every one of them.

every soft-spoken “dove, angel,” every little “sunshine, beautiful,” that was delivered with a smile.

it was [chef’s kiss] to you

but his favorite? it had to be either “my love,” or “my beloved,” heavy on the latter. it was his immediate go-to and it was a tiny way of showing how near and dear you are to his heart.

if you call him any pet names, let’s just say he’d enjoy it in secret. there were only a few times where he showed how much your little names for him affected him & it was gorgeous to see (you teased him for it).

☆ : mfw i decide to actually go through with this idea knowing good and damn well that i despise the shit outta pet names

i feel like it’s so obvious when i kinda (emphasis on kinda) found my footing after ichigo’s part. but i do hope that my struggle to finish this wasn’t that apparent as well.

also, i couldn’t remember if ichigo just went to the states for college or if he went somewhere else (so just imagine he knows a bunch of languages if i’m wrong, sorry).

but bleach needs more male readers bc there are too many hot men in it for there not be thousands of fics likeeee.

anyways, this is lame as fuck but i hope someone enjoys

[krewekreep]

1.5K Words. tags: Praise Kink, Male Sub, Sub!BF AU, Committed Relationship AU, I’ll fill the rest out later. (Is a Respect Kink a thing? Or am I just deprived?) ((asking for a friend…))

Sub!BF who thinks you’re cruel the way you bend over to show him your welcoming pussy as he watches TV. Who can’t take the way you put him on his hands and knees, a drooling mess inches away from your noisy wet warmth as you finger yourself and play with your nipples. Who knows better than to touch you without permission or else he’s punished from touching you at all.

The submissive boy who gets nervous, pacing with sweaty palms when you text a slutty photo in your work uniform captioned: “they pissed me off at work today…be ready.” The Sub!Boyfriend that begins to clean and cook in preparation of your usually rough entrance. Who goes to the bathroom to freshen up so when you nuzzle against him it’s your favorite fragrances of vanilla, lavender, and bergamot. He who knows to use a little of your lotion for that added touch.

The Sub!BF that gloats to his other sub friends you can get him off by just kissing him. That his dom doesn’t leash him, or talk down to him. That his dom is the sweetest person in the world and takes care of him best. How you have to tell him it’s not appropriate to judge other dynamics and be a brat. How he doesn’t care cause that’s what he’s there to do…praise you beyond belief. How he holds your hands in his extremely sincere as he breaks his usual cooing to tell you how appreciative he is of you. How you allowed him to explore safely and feel fully loved. How you cry at his sincerity to which he grins widely, quickly rushing into the other room.

The Sub!BF that knows things did get out of hand. And you guys weren’t even supposed to get this far…and that’s why a black box with a ring adorned in your favorite jewel/metal is shaking in his nervous hand. How he tells you to close your eyes and at your protest pouting with an adorable “Pleasseeee?” When you give in and feel a soft velvet box in your hands. A promise ring. The Sub!BF that fell over in love with you when you said without a second thought: “Cock rings? A cock cage? I’ll only do that if you really make me mad…I’ll think about it. Your dick is mine, it is claimed. You do not need to be caged.”

How his previous experiences made him feel he had to submit a specific kind of way. He rests easy against your chest, sleepy, actually relaxed and feeling safe, as you tell him about your day. Who fights for the respect of your dynamic exclaiming: “This is my Dom! She is also my woman! But she’s only mine because I am hers, first. Don’t make me disappoint her by punching you in the face. She’ll deny me an orgasm!!”

The Sub!BF that asks permission so much you remind him in public to try toning it down…to which he then only shouts annoyed “What? I can’t ask if it’s okay? Who the fuck is gonna tell me I can’t ask my woman what she thinks? You have the final say!” In front of the cashiers who were previously side-eyeing you, now deep in registers or finding something to do.

How he asks if he can title you. As a new dom with somewhat of a respect kink you thought hard about it. Master was saved for especially salacious times. Ma’am and Mistress are too obvious, plus don’t suit you that much. You wanted something disguised, it turned you on to know when he’d say a certain term of endearment in public only he and you knew how you earned it. You thought on the time you first were dating, he was more overtly dominant but showing signs. You were ungraciously bumped into and huffed towards by a larger man you suppose had much to do. While annoyed being bumped into wasn’t the end of the world. You look around again with your new bae nowhere in sight…

“Hey, dickhead.” Your new bae was in front of the guy, hands in pockets staring a hole into him. You’d never seen him so protective and kinda sinister. You were so turned on. “You bumped into my girl. Say sorry.” The guy of course feels challenged and attempts to raise his voice. Before he could begin to cuss back your bae punched him in the face sending him flying. “You wanna disrespect my woman?” You leapt to him removing him as quickly as possible. You didn’t care at all about his defending you. It’s what he should do you thought. Having someone defend you like that was thrilling honestly. But you guys had to vacate as the scene brought attention and mall cops towards you.

You decided your title would be “my woman.” He looked at you confused. “Why that?” And as you elaborated, bringing his hand to your wetness. He understood. “Baby…” he cooed. “Can I please eat you?” He’d never asked outright for permission before. Newly dating for all of three months you both really agreed to take it slow. Hot headed as he was you could handle him and he never was that way with you. The title in public would make your thighs squeeze together. And depending on the conversation, like when you overheard him gaming bragging on you way too hard…that “my woman” sent you into the room. “Hi guys sorry to interrupt. I need to take him away for a bit. But he’ll be back.” Without a confirmation you hung up his headset, removed the controller from his hands, was nice enough to try saving his game to which he said it was auto…then turned the tv off, lights off, demanded he not move, nearing him to hit your knees and suck him off. His hand went to your hair to which you shook your head in disagreement. “Don’t touch. This for me. Not for you.” And how not soon after he came hard in your mouth leaning forward as his abs bent and tensed. “Oh my—baby I needed that. Thank you.” He says through labored breathing. How he raises you up to sit you in his lap. Purring and breathing heavy against your ear. How he peppered you all over in kisses that made you giggle.

You’d never tell him but you loved earning his submissiveness. Every time he unlocked himself to ask you to try something or let him try something the build of yearning was soon behind. You were attracted to him because of his masculinity which was still fully intact. How sexy it was for a man to take pride in being a sub. Overhearing him again mention he had been in some really unhealthy situations. How he was actually scared thinking he was a fucked up person for desiring that and that then he deserved to be treated unwell. How you had not known how many men in general wanted to pursue subbing. And how emotional you were knowing he really trusted you with his safety. How you’d likely eviscerate whoever had hurt him. And how you didn’t recognize the angry bubble of protection and ownership brewing in your gut.

You’d never tell him because you’d show him. “Here baby,” passing him meal preps for the gym you created in secret. “You love chicken, I get it, but you have to eat it differently sometimes. Plus you don’t moderate your calories enough. I know you want to build but don’t skip out tryna attain a certain physique. I’ll love you regardless and kill whoever complains.” You kiss him easily with no humor or tease in your statement. Kill? Who? Why? He was shook by your easy declaration thinking to himself how he’d kill anyone for you but that you didn’t need to know that. All he could do was watch you in love, never looking away. “Baby…I love you.” He says. It’s nothing to him. He loved you after your first date and really prayed to something unknown you’d work out. You look up at him beaming. “Really? I love you too baby!!” And as you kissed him you pulled away rushing him to the door. “Okay, okay, we’ll be all lovey dovey later.” He wants to protest but knows better. “You have to get to the gym on time so you can complete your routine on time so you can get to work on time!!! Bye bye! Don’t text and drive and you know I can tell.” Kissing him again as he holds his food against his chest like a kid dropped off at school. As you close the door you already are planning the meal he will eat when he gets home. As the door closes in his face all he could do is chuckle to himself before turning to start his day. “Hmmm, that’s really my woman isn’t it?”

Who: Denji, Yuuji, Gojo (this Nigga a sub to me 110%, I’ll fight for it.), Ichigo (moreso Ichigo in the beginning of Bleach.), Eren (if you disagree be serious with yourself…he’s an angry sub.), + whoever else!!! Lmk cause I’m building a sub list of sorts.

[devilslilbandit]

I beg I beg I beg for someone for someone to please start writing for x male reader bleach fanfics there’s nothing on here and it breaks my heart cause there’s so many characters who’d make great personalities for a descriptive male reader there could be so much variety in these fanfics and I need it please save me I’m drowning in Down badness

Me waiting for y’all to do bleach x male reader content

[infernalodie]

𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 || 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐰 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐣𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳

a/n: I’m terribly sorry if this wasn’t the greatest. I haven’t typed for anythign in a few days, so I feel incredibly rusty. But I edited what I thought needed editing and I hope it is good now.

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘖𝘩, 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 ��𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱“

Inspo: Brandon - Elastic Jeremy Zucker - full stop

Pairing: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Kurosaki!Male!reader

Summary: He made you into who you are now...

Warnings: Fluff and angst

Requested: @devilslilbandit​

Words: 3971

It felt like you were in an endless freefall—body weighing heavier than anything imaginable as you slowly fell to the ground that you never seemed to meet. If anything, the limitless descent gave the feeling of water surrounding you and invading every inch of your figure as you allowed it to carry you further and further into the unknown. The ripples of bubbles escaping your nose and parted lips with your eyes heavy, able to see the light above you become smaller and smaller each second.

But the further you went, the more you felt yourself change. Mind fracturing and jumbled incompletely with your body becoming numb. You were losing yourself and you didn’t even know it. Body becoming morphed into something beyond your understanding and knowledge. And by the time you finally felt the solid surface of what felt like sand, you opened your eyes.

Sitting up and looking around, only to find endless, barren, sand dunes. “Ichigo?” You called shakily, looking down. Your eyes only widen at the sight of paws resembling your hands. Looking down, you found your body covered in fur, and your tail that was stiff, from your emotions going haywire at the sudden sight of you being a cat.

“What the hell?” You murmured, standing up on your legs and looking for any sight of your younger brother. “Ichigo? Ichigo, where are you?” Yet, all you found in response was the howling winds and particles of sand that got in your eyes and fur. Releasing a whimper as you curled in a ball, eyes cautiously peeking out to spot the familiar orange mob that would belong to your brother. But as the seconds ticked down and slowly turned from seconds to minutes, to hours, you soon realized that he wasn’t coming. He wasn’t coming to save you as he promised. “Ichigo, please. I need you.”

Days blended into one another and time began to fade from your mind. Nothing changed from the landscape/anything with your surroundings. Only knowing the fair amount of Hollows that came across your path where you hid or ran from the devilish creatures. You knew enough about Hollow and knew what to expect from the many years you had spent with Ichigo gaining his powers. But never did you think you would be roaming the seemingly endless desert where the Hollows roamed with free will. You didn’t belong here, and they all knew it.

The mundane schedule of you sleeping in a tiny ball, walking in hopes of finding someone, and getting chased by Hollows was getting tiring. Seeing the same dark cloudy sky was becoming boring and only made you wish that you had met a simpler fate and not a torturous one such as this. Made to endure until you likely would give up and accept that Ichigo had likely forgotten you.

“Would you look at this little kitty.” That disgusting voice that you’d been hearing for days now filled the air, being carried with the winds. You were held between two giant fingers, neck threatening to snap with the tiniest flick of his finger. His lifeless eyes and toothy grin made the fur all over your body stand up on its end with a growl vibrating through your throat.

The pitiful sound made the Hollow laugh maniacally. “Oh, is the little pussy cat going to scratch me?” He mocked, looking to one of the other Hollows by his side. “We can split him in two and share-” Before he could finish, he let out a scream at the feeling of you attacking his eye. Claws and teeth digging and ripping at the tough organ, narrowly avoiding each slap of the Hollow’s hand that came down upon his own face.

By the time you had been ripped from his eye, you had created an irreversible hole. Blood leaked out of the crevis as you had been tossed to the ground. Your pale white fur became beautifully contrasted with the red that seemed to match perfectly. But at this point, from the force of your body hitting the ground, you didn’t know if some of the blood belonged to yours or if it was his.

But as you shakily rose to your feet, swaying slightly, you saw the Hollow hold his eyes. The crimson breached through the cracks of his fingers as he looked down at you. “I’m going to kill you, you little shit-” As his hand reached out for you, you closed your eyes. Expecting to finally be released from this hellish torment. But what you heard was a scream with your fur being drenched in some sort of liquid. A screech fell from your lips as your eyes shot wide, finding the Hollows being killed left and right. Limbs cut to bits with the sound of laughter filling the air.

It was a blur of how fast the attacker was teleporting. You couldn’t keep your eyes trained on them for any longer than a second. Each slash of their sword sent gusts of wind in the vicinity and nearly propelled you back by the force. Their spiritual pressure was nothing you had felt before. Ichigo was strong, but you were tempted to even say that this person or thing was stronger. All you could do was watch the Hollows be killed one by one until you were the last living Hollow in the radius. Although you were glad for your saviour, you knew you were in the land of the Hollows. Not any normal Hollow had this type of strength and speed like you’d just seen.

And who the hell laughs like a crazy person while killing Hollows?

As you were about to stand up, not wishing to be caught and killed, someone teleported in front of you. Their feet were the first thing you saw before you slowly took in their full appearance. White and black were the main colour pallet for their clothes, but what caught your eye was the sizable hole in the center of their stomach. A long scar panning from their left collarbone to their lower right abdomen. But once you saw no sign of breasts, you looked up at the man that stared down at you curiously. His lips were moving; speaking to you, but you couldn’t care. You were flabbergasted by his sky-blue eyes, a colour you forgot ever existed. His hair matched the colour of his eyes with teal eyeliner wings in the corner of his eyes. And on the right side of his face, the cheek and teeth of a skull were attached to his face, but it somehow only made him all the more attractive. He was a specimen if you’d ever seen one.

“Oye!” You blinked, finally realizing the man, or whatever he was, had been talking to you. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing in clear annoyance by your lack of response.

“Umm, hi?” You greeted shakily, thankful that your nervous smile couldn’t be seen. That and the warmth you felt on your face by your obvious staring. “Thank you for helping me. I’ll just continue on my way.”

He watched as you turned around, beginning to walk before you fell on your side. Chest rising and falling in rapid choked breaths. You had definitely injured yourself in the fight. Maybe you broke a rib or there was internal bleeding. Or-

“We aren’t done here, kitty.” Two large hands picked you up, a gasp falling from your lips as you were cradled in the mysterious man’s arms. You watched him stare ahead of him, beginning to walk with a clenched jaw.

There was no reason for this man to help you. It wasn’t like you were wanting to be helped. You were forgetting what life before this was like and you wanted to keep some memory of it before you lost your mind here. So, death seemed like the next greatest thing. But now, you were being reminded of the beautiful blue skies that use to be hung over you each day. How each day when you looked into the sky, it was a brand new canvas of uniqueness that you hadn’t seen any other time.

Years passed and things were drastically changing for you. In the fact that you weren’t a cat anymore and finally in your human form. And as for right now, you were dealing with a rather annoying Ulquiorra that wouldn’t stop staring at you from across the table. Aizen’s voice was loud and clear but simply ignored as you looked at the man across from you with a raise of your brow.

“Is there something you would like to save, Ulquiorra?” You questioned, silencing Aizen from his long tangent. All the Espada turning towards the two of you in question.

“You and Grimmjow, you’re planning something,” he stated simply. “I will give you this one chance before-”

Before he could finish, you flash-stepped and pressed your sword to his throat. Leaning down for your lips to be right beside his ear and smiling. “Now, listening here, kiddo,” you muttered. “Other’s may find you scary or powerful even, but I don’t. I know of your second form which would only be fun to be up against in my Vasto Lorde form.”

Pressing the sword deeper into his neck, you hissed, “But I swear, on my life, if you say his fucking name or suggest something that isn’t true, I’ll parade your corpse everywhere imaginable.” You tapped his cheek, turning his chair towards Aizen, who watched with some form of curiosity. “Now, apologize to the boss man for being an asshole.”

Now, when you first joined the Espada, not many people considered you a threat. But Grimmjow only told you to use that to your advantage. Get stronger to a point that was nearly unimaginable for any of them to understand. And that was exactly what you did. Having enough power to hide your spiritual pressure until you felt the need to release it as a warning.

And feeling the sudden shimmering of Spiritual Pressure, Ulquiorra couldn’t help but gasp. He banked off of people being afraid of him and giving up when it came to going against him. But you had been silent in every single meeting they had and you’d been running to places with Grimmjow. Either planning something or training. But the feeling of your strength did leave Ulquiorra’s hands shaking slightly.

“I am sorry,” he muttered, before the weight of your Spiritual Pressure disappeared with your barely nicking his neck with your sword. Silently walking away and exiting the assembly hall with Grimmjow close in tow.

By the time the two of you were outside, Grimmjow had you pinned to a wall with his lips planted against yours. A whine fell from your lips as you held onto the waistband of his pants. Cold fingers teasing his pelvis with your delicate fingers brushing across his skin. Smiling at the groan that rose in Grimmjow’s throat.

Parting just a breath away, Grimmjow smiled down at you. Your bruised lips, and flushed cheeks, you were everything he knew you to be when he found you all those years ago. “My sweet, little kitten.”

“Ichigo Kurosaki!” Grimmjow’s thunderous voice filled the endless landscape of Hueco Mundo. A realm that you once thought to be lifeless beside the few Hollows that threatened your life. But now, you were feeling a mixture of spiritual pressures that made your head heavy.

But you were trying to focus on your brother that had finally come to find you, or that was what you’d like to believe at least. That hope and idea were long forgotten years ago. They disappeared the moment Grimmjow appeared in your life. The moment he smiled at you for the first time. And the first time he held. Ichigo had been a memory to your mind and you were to his. It may have hurt at first, but you accepted it with due time and moved on.

“Oh, you’re brother, eh?” Grimmjow scratched the back of his head, lips curving into a devilish smile. “I killed him the moment I learned he shared your last name- Oh, no!” The man watched the flicker of light in the distance before a deafened gust sliced through the air. The impact was delayed by a millisecond, but when it registered, everyone in the radius was sent flying.

In a flash of blue, an explosion ahead of Grimmjow caused dirt and debris to fly up. The ground and infrastructure around the group wailed under the stress of the force. Grimmjow groaned, trying to turn his cheek and evade the pebbles that pelted against his face. But with his squinted eyes, he could see that all too familiar silhouette through the clouds of smoke. A hint of a smile twitched on his face as the smoke finally cleared.

Ichigo watched with furrowed brows as the sight of bellowing locks could be seen on a figure. Their vivid orange stands out like a sore thumb with their drastic shorter height only adding to who Ichigo believed to be in front of him. And when the smoke finally cleared, he saw you.

You stared at him, lips pursing as you blinked rapidly, feeling the warmth behind your eyes. Lips parting barely a centimetre as you exhaled shakily. He looked so different. His hair was faintly longer, nothing too different. His eyes were kinder and softer from the usual judgemental glare they used to be held toward you. And they were sure as hell different when you saw tears brimming along the edges. A sight that was so foreign that you couldn’t help but need to bring it close and see if you were simply being deceived.

Letting out a chuckle as you opened your arms in welcome, smiling softly with your own tears sliding down your cheeks. “Hey, Ichigo.”

It took Ichigo a moment, eyes and mind trying to process the person in front of him. You. You were alive. You were here, with him. Anyone could understand how he felt his own sense of confusion and doubt, but when he fell into your arms, he knew you were real. Although you were unimaginably smaller compared to him, you held him like he was a child. Holding his face in your shoulder, handfuls of your baggy jacket being balled in his hands as he dropped his sword to melt into your grasp.

The both of you stood there for a few moments, forgetting the very noticeable problem that the two of you were faced with. But it fell to the back of your guys’ minds when you two parted an arm’s length. Ichigo shook his head as he stared at you with parted lips. “I thought- When Byakuya killed you, he-” Ichigo could barely form a proper sentence before you chuckled softly.

Hands holding his cheeks as you smiled softly. “I died, yes,” you confirmed. “But I was brought here, to Hueco Mundo where Grimmjow found me. He saved my life, Ichigo.”

Speaking of Grimmjow, he watched with an incredulous look on his face, watching you and Ichigo talk. A pang of jealousy in his chest as he cleared his throat, recoiling slightly when you turned your head with a deadpan expression. Able to see the twitch of your nose as you glared at him daringly. “Y/n! I am fighting your brother-”

Before he could even explain himself, you flash-stepped from Ichigo’s arms and tackled Grimmjow. A yell fell from Grimmjow’s lips as you straddled his waist, gripping the collar of his jacket and shaking his body violently. “I know what you’re doing, you idiot!” You yelled. “And don’t think you’re getting away with saying you “killed me”. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll back the hell off right now!”

“Babe, I get it! Let me breathe! I can’t breathe!”

Ichigo stood there, confusion written all over his face as Orihime stood beside him, just as confused. “Well, we found him, I guess,” she said.

“Yeah, and there is a lot that has changed,” Ichigo added.

As soon as you had finished trying to kill Grimmjow, you waved for your brother to follow. Grimmjow and Ichigo butting head to head, hissing insults at one another. But although they held an intense rivalry with one another, they never engaged because you were here. And it wasn’t out of fear of hurting you because judging by you being Espada and having a much greater Spiritual Pressure then Grimmjow, you could handle them both.

But Ichigo could also tell that just by the smile you held, the way you silently reached for Grimmjow’s hand and how he accepted without question, you were happy. Of course, before Byakuya killed you you were happy, but this was different. Although Hueco Mundo was mundane with its features, he could see the glimmer in your eyes when you took in its plain views. This was your life and you seemed happy living like this.

More importantly, you seemed happy with Grimmjow. Someone who’d been causing some serious problems for Ichigo since they first met. Smiling and pushing Grimmjow away every time he tried to sneak a kiss, to which you blushed and reminded him of Ichigo’s and Orihime’s presence. And very often did Ichigo hear Grimmjow whisper, “I’ll kill him if he thinks I’m going to stop showing my love to you, kitten.”

But this love and genuine happiness that you had for him, did that mean you knew what he was doing and what he’d done? How he hurt Rukia? He sure hoped so because he wasn’t sure how much longer he could play the buddy card until they eventually fought.

Eventually, all four of you stood on a large tower, given a beautiful sight of what could be seen of the plain realm. A realm that you couldn’t understand why Grimmjow wanted to rule over. Yet, you found it amusing of all the “great” things he would do for Hueco Mundo.

“Ichigo, I brought you here to show you something,” you stated, walking toward the edge of the tower. Looking back at your brother, you tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear and waved him over. “I need you here to see it for you to understand the implications.”

With cautious eyes directed to Grimmjow, who simply kept his nose in the crown of your hair, Ichigo walked over. Coming to your side where you grabbed his hand softly and raised it to the sky. The dark clouds of the night slowly began to part with the moon rising high. “What’s happening?” Orihime muttered softly.

“Y/n’s powers are allowing Ichigo to see what’s hidden,” Grimmjow stated. “A truth none of the other Espada know about, except Baraggan, the ruler of Hueco Mundo. It took time, but not even Ulquiorra can find our secret.”

The clouds soon parted completely and Ichigo could only see two stars in the sky. Two singles stars shone brightly with the faintest glimmer in the gap between them. Ichigo lowered his hand, brows scrunching together as he tried to silently find the reason why you were showing him this. What was so important about this that it needed his attention?

“Ichigo, look at me.” Your gentle order was heard and followed. Your younger brother looking and finding you placing a heart over your chest where a glow was found around the edges. That alone was enough to emit a glow from Grimmjow’s chest. “Grimm and I… we’re bounded as one.”

It had been two years after the both of you met and 7 months after you guys started dating that you had the strength and idea to bring Grimmjow the possibility of relief if one of you were to die. Now, of course, Grimmjow promised he wouldn’t let anyone hurt you and he would kill them if they glanced in your direction. But after explaining your plan and giving your reason, he was more than willing to accept.

“I’m sorry, I- I don’t understand,” Ichigo sputtered, staring at you incredulously. “You are one person?”

“Well, not exactly,” you chuckled. “We’re two entities, but our hearts are made into one by the connection I created. I can feel when he’s nervous, excited, sad just by the melody of his heart.”

Still, Ichigo stared at you in confusion and you glanced up at Grimmjow. Finding his kind eyes focused solely on yours, nodding in approval to telling the most important detail. Looking back at Ichigo, you bit your bottom lip. “If I were to die, or Grimmjow, the other would follow instantaneously,” you stated. “Hearts or whatever you want to call it stop at the same moment.”

The way you spoke about this was so soft and content that it scared Ichigo. How could you be so fine with dying so unexpectedly? Didn’t you want to come home and see everyone? Didn’t you want something more than Hueco Mundo and the war that seemed to be brewing?

But Ichigo couldn’t find himself blaming you for wanting something different. As long as he could remember, you were always trying to do your own thing whilst your guys’ dad wished for you to become a doctor or something. Now, you had free will. You had the power you wished to be happy and not feel judged or forced into something you didn’t want. Here, with Grimmjow, you had everything you needed. A life you never thought possible and a safe key to saving you from any pain that could occur if you lost Grimmjow.

“You can’t be serious, right?” Ichigo muttered. “I came here to bring you back. But you’re now telling me that if he attacks me and I accidentally kill him, I kill you?” His voice wavered, clear confusion in his words as he stared at you. It wasn’t something you expected him to accept. If it was him in your shoes with Orihime, you’d likely be locking them up in the Soul Society as you went and found a way to change their decision. But this was you.

You’d travelled miles in Hueco Mundo, your soul had been battered and forgotten. But when you joined the Espada and worked effortlessly up the ranks, you found meaning and love. Maybe it wasn’t the greatest place based on who led them, but it was better than wandering Hueco Mundo and searching for something to kill you. And you found love in the recklessly, self-intitled, little shit named Grimmjow that you loved more than life itself. Because if life were to seise, all you wished was to be with him through it. To feel his arms hold you and never plan on letting go.

“Ichigo,” you sighed, shaking your head. “I don’t expect you to understand it and that’s fine. But this is my decision and my warning. I can keep Grimm on a short leash, but this doesn’t change what could happen if you hurt him.” You walked towards your brother, placing a hand on his shoulder softly. “But you have my sword. Call upon me and I’ll be there to fight.”

He nodded slowly, looking past you and towards Grimmjow, who had his arms crossed firmly over his chest. “Grimm with also assist you if need be.” You turned your head towards your boyfriend and glared. “Isn’t that right, Grimm?”

The blue-haired man scoffed, grabbing the back of your jacket and yanking you into his chest. Pressing a delicate kiss to your forehead and sighing, “Yeah, whatever.” He wouldn’t say it in front of anyone except you, but whatever you asked from him, he would do. So, if that meant you wished for him to fight by Ichigo’s side, then he would. And if it secured a longer life with you, he wouldn’t hesitate.

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Ichigo x Popstar!Male reader

Work under the gif

"Rukia No"

*Ichigo says in a fed up voice"

"BUT PLEASEEEE HES MY FAVORITE SINGERRR"

*Rukia says in a sad voice* :(

"Rukia. No means No I'm not escorting you to a stupid concert."

"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEPLEASE-"

*ichigo covers her mouth in a swift motion*

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT FINE ILL TAKE YOU"

*Rukia's eye shine up in joy* :)

~Time skip~

*the crowd echos throughout the whole building*

Person 1: I'm so excited for (singer name) to come out!!

Person 2: Me too!!!

<Ichigo>

Geez whats taking so long just for a person to come out and sing *he says in a annoyed voice*

*suddenly the lights start to dim and the crowd goes wild*

<Rukia>

"ITS STARTING!!"

<Your pov>

*You sigh nervously*

T-The crowd is bigger then usual..

To calm down you take a deep breath as the curtains open

Song your singing

( YOU CAN PICK DIFFERENT ONES IF YOU WANT)

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oct 17th: ichigo kurosaki

ichigo kurosaki x fem. reader

wc: 3.1k

warnings: stepcest, daddy kink, slightly jealous ichigo, possessiveness, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering (f!receiving), multiple orgasms (f!receiving), grimmjow and ichigo tension, mentions of masturbation, ichigo’s kinda pervy here, mention of voyeurism, noncon photo taking (reader is asleep when he takes the picture)

synopsis: your sweet stepbrother shows you a different side to him

Ichigo prides himself on being a great big brother, it has always been an easy feat for him but this is the first time he and his morals have ever been put to the test.

Your mother married Isshin when you were still in high school but Yuzu, Karin and Ichigo welcomed you to the family like you were always part of it, making it easy for you to adapt and made you feel safe. Ichigo was a year older than you so you clung to him when it came to adjusting into school and often stood with him whenever you wanted to hang out with someone. Then when it came to college and when he found out you got accepted into the same college he was attending, he didn’t give it a second thought to let you move in with him. He’s lived with you for a few years when you and the family were all together so what would stop him now?

He didn’t realize that things would be so different when he was alone with you, how even just sitting in the living room while watching a movie just felt suffocating. It was odd to him, he didn’t like the burning in his stomach whenever he saw you walking around in just a towel after your shower or walking around in a shirt you stole from him. He didn’t like the thoughts that he had whenever he was alone in the confines of his room. He didn’t like how his thoughts of you turning into ones filled with lust rather and pure.

Most of all, he hated that he needed to make you his.

His fist wasn’t enough anymore and you not only caught his attention you also caught the attention of other guys. He didn’t mind most of them, Keigo was harmless and always girl-crazy, the boys in your classes were harmless and never really posed a threat, but there was one person that he had to keep a close eye on, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

You met Grimmjow in your ethics in society course and from the moment he found out you were Ichigo’s step sister, he decided to make a move on you. It was little compliments that evolved to lingering touches which later grew to him asking you out on dates. You declined the offers due to pure nerves but the more persistent he was, the more you wanted to say yes. You never told Ichigo though, you knew there was tension between the two bright haired males and you didn’t want Ichigo to get mad.

It was Friday night and you were sitting with Ichigo on the couch while a movie of your choosing played on the TV. You paid no attention to the screen though, all your attention was on your phone. Grimmjow had been texting you the entire night, his flirting nature bleeding through the little text boxes. After a few giggles from your end of the couch, Ichigo grew curious, he turned his attention away from the TV and gave it all to you. He nudged your shoulder with his foot and raised an eyebrow, “who are you texting?”

You set your phone down on the couch, your bright screen still shining so he could quickly glance at the contact before looking into your eyes. “Just a guy from my ethics class.”

He sat up a bit and moved just a little closer to you, properly reading the contact before looking at you. “Grimmjow? What does he want from you? Is he fucking up in class?”

You giggled and shook your head, “nope, he’s asking if I’m free tomorrow to go out with him. He’s been asking me out for about a month now and I might just say yes. He is pretty cute.”

His eyes widened at your words, Grimmjow? Asking you on a date? You might say yes? His blood boiled and his jaw tensed, there was no fucking way he’d let someone as innocent and precious as you go into the den of a beast like Grimmjow. No fucking way, not even over his dead body. But it finally hit him, it all started to make sense. There were more taunts coming from Grimmjow whenever Ichigo saw him but he always just pushed them aside, just attributing it to Grimmjow being an asshole. There was still something that Grimmjow had said that still rings in his mind, even now, it was something that no matter how hard he tried to push it away, it kept coming back.

It was about a week ago and they saw each other in passing while on campus. Grimmjow passed Ichigo and muttered the words that are in the back of his mind. “Keep an eye on your precious little stepsister Kurosaki, don’t want her losing that innocence.” At the moment he just brushed it aside but the more he let it ruminate, the more it made his blood boil. Ichigo has never been the possessive type with anyone he was attracted to but with you he felt this need to make you his and keep it that way. Now that he knows that Grimmjow wanted you too, this need grew more and more and he had to satiate it. He wouldn’t know what else it could grow to and he needed to act on it now.

“Tell him no.”

You furrowed your eyebrows and turned to face him better, the shirt you stole from him rode up your thighs slightly and gave him a little peek of your cute shorts. “Why should I do that? Is there something wrong with him?”

He scoffed a little at your response, what wasn’t wrong with the brute? “I just don’t think someone like him is good for you, I’ve known him for a while and I know how he is. You deserve someone that’s better than him, someone who will cherish you and treat you like a princess, someone who is gentle and someone who cares about you more than anyone and anything else.”

His voice softened a bit and he reached over to grab your hands, taking them in his. Your heart pounded in your chest at the warm touch, you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t have a little thing for your stepbrother, he’s perfect. He’s everything you could ever want in a man, kind, strong, caring, intelligent, and sexy. There have been nights in the confines in your room where you whimpered out for him as your fingers dipped in and out of your soaking wet pussy. There were some nights where those whimpers grew louder and you should’ve been concerned about covering your mouth but there was that little sliver of hope that he would hear you and finally indulge you in your dark desires.

“W-Who would that person be? Who would treat me like that?” Your heart started pounding faster and harder and you could hear your heartbeat in your ears. He leaned closer and closer until his breath hit your lips.

“Me.” With that he closed the distance, pressing his lips against yours in a deep kiss. His hands moved around you and pulled you onto his lap as he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth to lick over yours. You whimpered against his lips and your hands gripped his shirt tightly. His hands moved from your back to the curve of your ass, gripping the flesh before landing a spank on it. He groaned against your lips and broke the kiss slightly to let you both catch your breath, “my room or yours?”

“I-Ichigo—”

“Don’t call me that” he groaned and stood up, heading to his room and holding you with ease. He leaned in and started kissing your neck, nipping and biting at the sensitive skin as he walked there, breathless moans and whimpers left your lips as you held onto him tighter. “You’re gonna call me daddy now okay? Not Ichigo, just daddy.” Your eyes widened slightly and you felt your cunt clench around nothing,

The distance from the living room to his room seemed like nothing and before you knew it the soft fabric of his comforter was against your back. He held himself over you as he leaned down and kissed you again, one of his hands moving up to caress the soft skin of your leg as it drifted up to touch you over your shorts. The fabric was extremely thin and he could feel every twitch of your pussy as his fingers traced over your folds. His slender fingers moved down to where your entrance was and he circled his fingers around the growing wet spot. He broke the kiss and started kissing down your jaw and neck, sucking the skin and biting down before licking over the indentations of his teeth.

“Only I get to see you like this okay? No one else, especially not that blue haired freak Grimmjow, got it?” He pulled your shorts and panties down, barely moving them down your legs before he plunged his fingers inside you, you keened and moaned his name while his fingers pumped quickly inside you. It was like he knew everything you liked, like he was there with you every single time you pleasured yourself. Little did you know that each time you dove into your little world of pleasure, he would crack your door open and peek in to watch you. He heard every single whimper and cry for him and he wanted to go inside and fuck you, hear every cry and whimper for himself as his cock plunged in and out of your tight pussy. All he could do was stand at the doorway and pump his cock at the same pace you pumped your fingers in yourself, matching your movements until you both experienced that sweet release. Your poor little fingers could never compare to his cock and now he could finally give you what you so desperately desired, he could finally put out the flames of desire that was eating you both up.

His fingers pumped in and out of you at a quick pace and his thumb was pressed against your clit, rubbing quick circles. You were in complete bliss, your mind filling with him and the pleasure he was giving you. He was going to burn the association with him and pleasure into your head and he was going to do whatever it took to make sure you would never forget that, even if he had to fuck you for days straight, he would do it. But there was still something missing, he leaned down to your ear and groaned.

“I asked you a question earlier, didn't I? It’s very rude to not respond to a question that daddy asks you.”

Your mind wandered in circles to try to backtrack what he asked you in the first place. The look of pure pleasure on your face morphed into a look mixed with pleasure and slight confusion, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’ll remind you but next time you need to remember what daddy asks you, he’s not going to be so kind next time and repeat himself. I asked, if you understood that only I get to see you like this. No one else gets to see you like this, not any guy that tries to swoon you and definitely not that fucker Grimmjow. Do you understand, angel?”

His fingers pressed right against your g spot, pushing against the spongy spot that made your toes curl and made you cry out for him. “Cmon, I expect an answer. If I don’t get one then maybe I should just stop.”

Your eyes widened at the idea of him stopping and you fumbled over your thoughts, trying to find the most coherent one to answer him. He couldn’t stop, you couldn’t have him stop, not when you were right on the edge. “I-I understand daddy, I’m only yours and I only want you to see me like this. Please don’t stop daddy, I wanna cum.” You felt tears brim your eyes and with the combination of the sight of your desperate expression, your pitiful plea and the way your cunt clenched around his fingers, he pumped his fingers faster and soon you were crumbling underneath him. “Daddy! I’m cumming, thank you thank you!” Your thighs shook as the waves of your orgasm coursed through you and his fingers didn’t stop until you stopped clenching around them. He slowly pulled his fingers out and gazed at the translucent white that coated them, such a beautiful sight and all for him.

He brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them clean, he wanted to taste you properly but he needed to feel you around his cock. He needed to feel you clench around him the same way you clenched around his fingers. He quickly moved to strip himself of his shirt and pulled his shorts and boxers down to expose his cock. A small tuft of neatly trimmed orange hair leading down to his throbbing cock. He pulled your shorts and panties down further until they were hanging off one of your ankles and he positioned himself. He brought your legs over his shoulders and he slammed his cock inside you. Your back arched beautifully and your legs started shaking again as your cunt milked him for cum that wasn’t there…yet.

“So fucking beautiful, you’re so beautiful.” His hips slammed into yours as he moved based on pure instinct. The thoughtful and methodological Ichigo wasn’t in front of you anymore, this Ichigo was different. Like a feral beast out in the wild, he moved on pure instinct and desire. Seems like it was eating at him more than he thought and your cries and moans of “daddy” and “more” drove him further into this feral and deprived state. You needed to see it more, you needed more of it.

You looked so beautiful underneath him and it looked even better than you were still wearing his shirt, now crumpled and wrinkled from how hard he groped at your chest but it made no difference. You could only have the scraps of his clothes covering you but that still wouldn’t matter, as long as it was something of his then he would still have the same reaction. His thrusts grew heavier and harder as his cock twitched inside you, he knew from the moment he pushed his fingers inside you that once he got to fuck you he wouldn’t last long. “Cum with me angel, make a mess of my cock and I’ll make a mess of this pretty cunt. Make you mine entirely.” He brought his fingers back to your clit and rubbed it quickly, sending you headfirst into another orgasm and at the first clench of his cock you sent him into his orgasm. He dropped his head down and bit down on your neck harder than before, the action alone made you clench around him tighter and made your orgasm even more powerful.

There would probably be a complaint from the neighbors in the morning but that meant nothing, he finally had you and he could have a million noise complaints posted on the door. That just meant he was doing his job right. He licked over the bite and kissed up your neck to your lips, kissing you softly before pulling back. “Are you okay? Does anything hurt?”

You shook your head and looked at him with half lidded eyes. “‘M okay daddy, just feel really good and really warm.” He chuckled and pecked your lips before pulling out, he gently placed your legs down on the bed and stood. “I’ll get you some water and a rag to clean you off, don’t move.” You nodded and closed your eyes. Just as he was about to leave the room you weakly lifted your head, “I love you daddy.”

“I love you more, angel.” He left and quickly gathered everything, on his way back to the room your phone went off on the couch. He walked over and saw it was a message from Grimmjow that read, “come on, ditch Ichigo and spend the weekend with me. I can promise we’ll have more fun than you could ever have with him.” He scoffed at the message and an idea perked in his mind. He walked back into the room and you were sound asleep, your panties and shorts hanging on a limb off your left ankle and his cum leaking out of your swollen cunt. What a perfect sight. He set the water and the rag on his nightstand and opened up your phone, your password was easy to figure out and even if it wasn’t you would’ve told him if you asked. He moved to the foot of the bed and opened up your camera, he angled the phone to get the perfect view of you and your leaking cunt and once he got it he snapped the picture.

He gazed at it for a few moments, like an artist gazing at their finished painting. “Fuck, how are you so beautiful?” He muttered to himself and sent the picture to himself for his own safe keeping then sent the picture to Grimmjow. It only took a few seconds for a barrage of replies to fill the screen and all he could do was chuckle. He left the room and answered the incoming call. He moved the phone away while Grimmjow yelled on the other line and once he found the perfect opportunity to speak up he brought the phone back to his ear. “She’ll have to decline your little proposition from earlier, Jaegerjaquez, we’re going to have a very busy weekend. Good luck finding someone else though, I heard there’s some girls on campus that’ll love to have the chance to spend a night with you. Just let the photo I sent you serve as a reminder that Y/N is mine. Stay away from her but if anything I could just fuck her in front of you so you could get an up close and personal reminder. See ya around.”

He hung up the call and let out a small sigh, maybe that should be the next step. It was hard to keep Grimmjow at bay, he was a persistent guy but so was Ichigo. Well, that could be a plan for next time. Now, he had his sweet little stepsister to care for, everything that you two did was taboo but he just took his job as a big brother seriously. As a big brother it was his job to protect you from danger and creeps, if that meant he had to fuck you to sleep to do so then so be it.

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[sweetchildcloud]

REQUEST OPEN (っ‘ω`c)

hello hello so *haem* it's my first time doing this so please be patient with me,i don't know how should i put this but i will write only fluff or similar,no NSFW

i'm an anxious lil bean and i have school and stuff to do so please have patience with me,as i said im no english native so i'm sorry if it will be messy with past or grammar

i'm neurodivergent so be patient with me please

themes i write for are

SH,Depression,fluffy,cute,pregnant,male x male,female x female,lgbt stuff,anxiety,paranoia,autistic,furry (characters or reader with animal traits such as tail,paws and so on),loss,death,trauma,comfort,abusive family comfort,reader as sibling of characters and viceversa,cpr,rescuing,period comfort,reverse comfort. Fanfics and headcannons i will not write canon scenarios because it's too difficult.

JUJUTSU KAIZEN

Characters:

Geto

Gojo

Nanami

Toji

Choso

Megumi

Yuji

Sukuan (even if i dont like him,i know there are guys out there who loves him so)

Nobara

FAIRY TAIL (i didn't watched the entire anime but want to try anyway)

Natsu

Elsa

Gajil

Lucy

Gray

Mirajane

Levy

Lluvia

Invel

ONE PIECE (i'm still stuck in destrossa episode so i didnt see the newest episode sorry!)

Nami

Robin

Zoro

Sanji

Brook

Luffy

Usopp

Chopper

Franky

Law

Eustass

GENSHIN IMPACT ( im still stuck in Sumeru act)

Kaeya

Diluc

Nuivolette

Chino

Childe

Dainsleif

Tighnari

Aether

Lumine

Albedo

Zhongli

Venti

Wriothesley

Scaramouche

THE DISTRAOUS LIFE OF SAIKI K.

Saiki (he's my fav pookie bear)

Aren Kuboyasu

Shun Kaido

PERSONA 5

Ren Amamiya

Futaba Sakura

Ryuji Sakamoto

Ann Takamaki

Yuuki Mishima

BLEACH

Ichigo Kurosaki

Kisuke Urahara

Rukia Kuchiki

Renji Abarai

Uryū Ishida

Yasutora Sado

Orihime Inoue

Shuhei hisagi

If you don't see a character it means that i will not write for them ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ and i have the RIGHT to decline your request if i dont like it or find it diffuclt to write it

i am SWEATING while writing this and i hope i will not get too overwhelmed ฅ^._.^ฅ

[strawhatsoraya]

can you do a married ichigo x reader but only fluff please <3

Hey Fluffy Anon! The time stamp says 12 days. I am SO sorry. I don't have any excuses lol as I really had no idea it had been this long since this request was sent. Since it had been so long, I really racked my brain trying to think of what to write you. I wanted it to be sweet and indulgent! So, I ended up writing a little domestic piece for you. I hope you enjoy this sweet, loving side of Ichigo. You didn't specify if you wanted fem reader, male reader, or GN reader. I wrote it with fem reader in mind but there are no pronouns used, and no definite descriptions of body parts, hair etc. So I guess that makes it gender neutral but I like to play it safe. I never want to inadvertently hurt anyone. It is labeled fem reader for overly precautious me.

Like Home. Like Family

KUROSAKI ICHIGO X FEM READER, NO PRONOUNS, SFW WORD COUNT: 484 words of sweetness CONTENT WARNING: Fluff. If you're allergic to saccharine words strung together to make tooth aching sweet sentences then it would be best to avoid this. Although, admittedly, this is probably not that sweet to others. I am just built differently and am weak to fluff. A SUMMARY: Ichigo comes home from work to the sight of you cooking dinner. He can't resist the urge to hold you.

You were usually home by the time he got off work. It had grown so common he never put much thought into it. Ichigo knew the moment he’d open the door he would smell the sweet and savory scent of his favorite curry. 

He’d follow the clinking noises of dishes to the kitchen and you’d be standing by the stove or the sink, your sleeves rolled up to your elbows. The sight of your back was not something he thought he’d grow to love. 

In your dating years it had been a sight he dreaded. Every time he had to say goodbye to you he hoped it wouldn’t be the last. Your retreating form, growing smaller and smaller made him desperate to hold on to you. His fear of losing you grew bigger each day, until it became shadows attached to his footsteps, chasing him down wherever he went.

Now, the sight of your back was different.

Now he finds comfort in it, as he slips his arms around your waist to press his chest against it. You hum content, with your forearms deep in soapy water where you had pans soaking. His lips are soft against the spot of skin behind your ear. His breath is warm, and ticklish. You squirm in his embrace, a giggle slipping past your lips. 

“Stop that,” you chastise, doing your best to fight off a grin. It is a miserable attempt. At best all you can manage is to purse your lips together and look silly. Your squirming only makes him hold you tighter. He grabs one of his wrist with a free hand, effectively locking you in his embrace.

“No way,” he protests, dropping feathery kisses over the apples of your cheeks. “I’ve been wanting to do this all day.” Your giggles grow louder, shriller and when his kisses steer south towards your chin and neck, you squeal. “Sooo, dramatic,” he sings, nuzzling into the space between your neck and shoulder. 

You try swatting at his orange hair with a sud covered hand. 

“Maybe so,” you say breathlessly. “But you are being insufferably distracting. I need to finish so we can have dinner together. On the table. Properly. Like a family.”

He hums contemplatively, and takes a deep breath with his eyes closed. You smell of lavender, and vanilla. You smell a lot like home.

“Family,” he repeats and spins you in his arms to face him. You swallow the yelp, as your stomach dips at the sight of his smile. Ichigo swoops down to drop a kiss on the tip of your nose. You use the opportunity to discreetly wipe your soapy hands on the front of his shirt. “I like the sound of that and I saw that.”

You giggle, and he chuckles, until both your voices blend in the echoing kitchen. This sound sounded a lot like home too.

Like home. Like family. 

[gloryhrs]

⟡ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄! ━━ 「 Ichigo Kurosaki. 」

male reader. ʚɞ req by anon!

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ICHIGO WAS NEVER the type to get jealous. He knew you only had eyes for him and would never cheat, especially with someone who was below him. But there would be times when he would have to pull you away or clear his throat when people became too touchy with you. Not to mention he always had a point to prove when someone overstepped your boundaries, which led to you coming to school with markings on your neck. Of course, you didn’t take him seriously when his jealous side started to show and brushed it off. Which was a bad idea on your part.

"Aww, shit! This movie is going to be awesome!" Your close friend Denji jumped in excitement as he and his sister Power drowned their popcorn in butter and salt. The Kurosaki almost rolled his eyes into the back of his skull at the two idiots. He still couldn’t believe you were best friends with the two siblings, considering that you were the complete opposite of them. At first, he declined the offer of going to the movies, claiming that he had some homework to finish. But once he saw the student, who called himself Hirofumi, join in, he immediately changed his answer. He just couldn’t trust him to be around you when he wasn’t around. The black-haired male had a crush on you since middle school, but you never returned his feelings. As if that’ll stop him, you're all now seventeen, and he still has his eyes on you. even when you made it clear that you were in a relationship.

"Would you like some candy Y/n–san?" Hirofumi pointed at the glass display filled with sweet and sugary treats, before you could answer Ichigo slammed his money down on the counter and pointed at all of your favorite candies. He watched In disbelief at Ichigo who brought all of the chocolate treats out of the display. "Here you go babe, I know you have a thing for chocolate." Ichigo handed you the bag and kissed your cheek affectionately while intertwining his hand with yours. He felt a surge of pride run through his chest at the way Hirofumi’s face curled up in disgust, there was no way in hell he was going to let someone buy you something when he was standing right here.

"Thank you, Ichi!" You opened one of the chocolate bars to devour the milky sweetness. "Aww, that’s cute, now I don’t have to waste my money!" Hirofumi faked his smile and placed the wallet back into his bag; even with the sweet smile on his face, but Ichigo could tell his tone was the complete opposite of that. One thing you learned about Ichigo was that he refused to be competitive with someone who wasn’t worth a second of his time or was nowhere near his level. But something about Hirofumi got under his skin to the point where it was impossible to ignore him; maybe it was because of his constant attempts to get with you. Yep, that was most definitely the answer. Just the thought of it made Ichigo’s blood boil with anger. How dare he have the audacity?

"Here go your tickets! The screening is down the hall on the right! Enjoy the movie!" The worker cheerfully chipped as Denji and Power laughed while running down the hall with their snacks almost falling out of their hands. Once you all made your way into the theater, Power and Denji sat completely at the top with their feet swinging back and forth. "Let’s go sit by them, Ichi." You held your boyfriend’s wrist and completely dragged him beside the idiotic duo. "Do you mind if I sit beside you, Y/n–san?" Hirofumi smiled as you nodded your head with the same smile. "Sure!" You patted the seat next to you with Ichigo glaring holes into his head.

Ichigo grumbled curses under his breath and sat down on the other side of you. The same shite-eating grin on Hirofumi’s face made him grind his teeth together. "Shhhh! The movie’s starting!" Power shoved the popcorn in her mouth and tapped her feet in happiness. When the movie started playing, Ichigo turned his attention towards it, deciding it was best for him not to beat the brakes off the guy sitting one seat down from him. He had to restrain himself from getting up from his seat to pry his hands off you when he saw how he touched your ear piercings. "Y/n—san, I love your jewelry." His voice whispered as his finger brushed against the sliver pieces in your ear.

"Hm? Thank you! Ichigo brought us matching earrings as well!They're so cute." You pointed at Ichigo, who pretended to ignore the conversation, but the way you mentioned his name made him smirk a little bit. "Is that so?" Hirofumi glanced at the orange-haired male and rolled his eyes at the smirk on his face. After finishing up the small talk with him, you leaned your head on Ichigo’s shoulder and smiled when he wrapped one of his arms around yours.

After about thirty minutes into the movie, you felt Hirofumi tap your shoulder and ask, "Can I talk to you outside?" He gestured to the door with a serious expression on his face. "Sure, is something wrong?" You removed Ichigo’s arm from your shoulder as he gripped your wrist tightly. "Don’t worry, I’ll be back in a minute." You kissed his forehead and began to make your way down the stairs, with Hirofumi following behind. Once you disappeared from his sight, Ichigo stood up quickly to follow after. When he said he didn’t want you to be around Hirofumi alone, he meant it. You were too nave to see what Hirofumi wanted from you, but thank God he wasn’t.

You tilted your head at the nervous male in front of you; his once serious expression was now gone. "So, um, there’s something I’ve really been wanting to do for a while. So please don’t be mad at me!" He straightened up his posture and scratched his cheek as you continued to give him a blank stare. "Nig—hmph?!" Your eyes widened when you felt his lips on yours; you pulled away immediately and quickly wiped your lips. It didn’t take long for you to realize that Ichigo was standing beside you with a shocked expression and his hands formed into fists.

"You bastard! You got some fucking nerve to invite yourself for my boyfriend and do this shit! I’m gonna beat your ass you loser!" You held Ichigo back by his jacket as his knuckles started to turn white. You could feel the anger burning off of him and his venomous words. You never saw this side of Ichigo, he always managed to keep his temper in check when he’s around you and was always sweet and quiet. "Come on Ichigo. Let’s catch some air for a bit." You pulled on his uniform jacket so he both wouldn’t draw attention to themselves. Ichigo sucked his teeth before snatching your wrist and walking outside with heat practically leaving his body.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "THE BASTARD’S LUCKY you saved him. Or else I would’ve destroyed his ass." Ichigo pressed open-mouth kisses to your neck, his grip on your waist becoming tighter and tighter just from the thought of his thin and chapped lips making contact with your plump and smooth ones. Your hands made their way up to his hair to give it a slight tug when he started to suck on the most sensitive spot of your neck. Instead of calming him down, it only made him press his body against yours so you wouldn’t move a muscle. "I didn’t save him; I just didn’t want you to draw attention to yourself!" You whined when he sunk his teeth into the area, which caused you to moan.

The sounds leaving your lips made Ichigo crave for more; he hated the way you would cover your mouth with your hand so he couldn’t hear the sinful noises. He wanted to hear everything that left your lips. "I don’t care. I wouldn’t be doing this if that asshole knew what fucking boundaries were." His breath fanned against your lips as you slightly shuddered from the depth of his voice. The moment his lips touched yours was something you could never forget. His smooth lips moved in sync with yours, the cupcake chapstick making him feel intoxicated. Once you opened your mouth to pull away, Ichigo quickly shoved his tongue in, which caused you to almost choke on your saliva.

You didn’t even bother to try fighting the Kurosaki for dominance inside your mouth; once his tongue entered, you were complete putty in his hands. "I–Ichigo.." You whined when he pulled away from the heated kiss, with a thin trail of saliva following. He smirked before pecking your lips one final time and pulling away from you. "Let's go finish the movie, then we can finish."

© gloryhrs, 042023. — notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦)

[brittscafe]

HII BRIT ITS BEEN AWHILE😈

I was wondering if you could write a

ichigo x male reader

And the senario could be that the reader gave ichigo hickeys/love bites

🤩

omggg hiii <3 ofccc, I hope you like it <3

Ichigo's weight combined with yours makes the bed sink down a little, the sunlight peeking in through his window. It's a hot, summer day in Karakura town.

Your face is buried into his warm neck, lips sucking on his skin. Ichigo has his hands wrapped around your forearms, stabling himself there and trying to stop himself from squirming.

Ichigo bites down his bottom lip as you suck harder on his sensitive flesh, trying to suppress a moan.

You've got your fists wrapped around his shirt, holding him there and breathing into his neck. A shiver runs down Ichigo's spine as you slowly run your tongue over his skin.

You slowly pull away from Ichigo's neck, his orange hair in a bit of a mess. Your eyes slowly rake down to the dark red spot on Ichigo's throat and a tiny smile tugs on your face.

"What? Is it big?" Ichigo asks, his eyes slowly widening with fear. You chuckle and shrug your shoulders.

"A little...why? Scared your father's gonna see?" you ask, teasing Ichigo as his cheeks flush a bit pink. He tears his gaze away from you and scoffs.

"Shut up," he mumbles out as you dip your head back down to other side of his neck. You press your lips there, slowly opening your mouth and digging your teeth into his skin.

Ichigo lets out a shaky breath as your teeth tug on his skin then suck, hard. Ichigo's grip on you becomes tighter as you continue to suck on his skin, making another mark.

You're wet and sloppy with leaving marks on Ichigo's neck as he presses his body into yours, wanting and needing more.

Ichigo smiles to himself, heart beating against his chest as he feels your warm lips on his neck, marking him as yours.

@1orbitxjupiter

Ko-Fi Link (anything is appreciated <3)

[halaxia]

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。 request rules !

please refer to these before requesting anything as if the request doesn’t abide by these rules then i won’t be writing it, thank you!!!

please specify the gender pronouns you would like for me to use and if you would like nsfw to be afab reader or not—otherwise, i will write requests for a gender-neutral reader :)

not what you were looking for?

— what i won’t write :

- rape, noncon, etc.

- incest

- male!reader

- any kinks including intense physical/mental harm

- eating disorders

- pregnancy/miscarriage

- yandere

— what i will write :

- pretty much anything else lol

- fem!reader, gn!reader, afab!reader

- suicidal themes (not overly graphic)

- fluff, angst, smut, dark content (as long as it abides by the rules above)

- alternate universes

thank you for reading :)

— who i write for :

this list is changing often—if you don’t see a character here you would like to request, shoot me and ask and i’ll let you know if i’ll write them or not :) (bolded characters are who i enjoy writing the most)

attack on titan

╰┈➤ eren yeager, levi ackerman, jean kirschtein, connie springer, armin arlert, bertholdt hoover, reiner braun, porco galliard.

bleach

╰┈➤ kurosaki ichigo, abarai renji, kuchki byakuya, hisagi shuhei, urahara keisuke, uryu ishida, shihoin yoruichi, aizen sosuke, ayasegawa yumichika, ichimaru gin, ukitake jushiro, hirako shinji, kira izuru, ulquiorra cifer, grimmjow jaegerjaquez.

bungo stray dogs

╰┈➤ dazai osamu, akutagawa ryunosuke, fukuzawa yukichi, nakajima atsushi, edogawa ranpo, nakahara chuuya.

chainsaw man

╰┈➤ hayakawa aki, denji, power, hirofumi yoshida.

demon slayer

╰┈➤ kamado tanjiro, uzui tengen, rengoku kyojuro, tomioka giyuu, iguru obanai.

final fantasy vii

╰┈➤ cloud strife, sephiroth

jojo’s bizarre adventure

╰┈➤ joseph joestar, caesar zepelli, kujo jotaro, kakyoin noriyaki, higashikata josuke, kishibe rohan, jolyne kujo.

jujutsu kaisen

╰┈➤ geto suguru, gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, fushiguro toji, itadori yuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuta, nanami kento, mahito, kamo choso, higuruma hiromi, shiu kong.

my hero academia

╰┈➤ dabi, shigaraki tomura, hawks, shoto aizawa, todoroki shoto.

obey me!

╰┈➤ lucifer, mammon, asmodeus, leviathan, beelzebub, belphegor, satan, barbatos, simeon, soloman.

one piece live action

╰┈➤ roronoa zoro, sanji, shanks, luffy

spy x family

╰┈➤ loid forger.

the disastrous life of saiki k

╰┈➤ saiki kusuo, kaido shun, kuboyasu aren.

tokyo ghoul

╰┈➤ kaneki ken, nagachika hideyoshi, nishio nishiki.

vinland saga

╰┈➤ thorfinn, canute.

[withloveoptimus]

Request info and Rules <3

i've been meaning to do this for a while and thanks to an anon asking if i take requests, i shall be doing it now !

(note: stuff will be added as i go along !)

What I will write;

romantic scenarios

platonic and familial scenarios.

female, male, and gender-neutral reader. (i beg that you are specific when requestion x reader !)

hcs, scenarios, and short stories.

character x character (depends on the ship).

smut, angst, fluff.

mildly triggering content (with trigger warnings ofc).

poly relationships.

What I won't write;

anything offensive in ANY way (racism, transphobia, etc.)

extremely triggering content (SA, abuse, etc.)

sexual content involving minors (not even aged up).

What to include when requesting;

character(s) you want me to write for (a limit of like 4-5 characters).

the general scenario, plot, and hc

anything you want to be specifically mentioned/included

pronouns for x reader requests (i will do gn!reader if there aren't pronouns mentioned)

don't be vague, if you have a clear idea of what you want to request, please tell me ALL OF IT. even if you feel like it's too much bc i really don't mind <3

Fandoms I write for;

Transformers (Bayverse, Knightverse, Prime, and G1) Characters: Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Jazz, Bumblebee, Ironhide, Arcee, Bulkhead, Smokescreen, Mirage, Prowl, Megatron, Starscream, Knockout, Breakdown (yk what i write for all of them basically LMAO) Genshin Impact Characters: Zhongli, Venti, Ei (Raiden Shogun), Diluc, Kaeya, Hu Tao, Xiao, Ganyu, Keqing, Jean. Reincarnated As a Slime Characters: Rimuru Tempest, Veldora, Shion, Benimaru, Souei. Inuyasha Characters: Kagome Higurashi, Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Kouga. Bleach Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Orihime Inoue, Uruyu Ishida, Sado, Rangiku Matsumoto, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Grimmjow jaegerjaquez.

if you aren't sure if i write for a character or fandom that's listed, please still feel free to request and i'll try my best to deliver ! <3 thank you so much for taking the time to read this, i really appreciate it !!

[maissafespace]

Rules.

Blog includes dark content as much as normal. Content is everything 18+

Minors do not interact, I don't have the time to check every single day who likes and what not, but I will every now and then. I will block.

Do not copy, translate or steal my works. Please notify me if you find my content somewhere else, what is on tumblr, stays on tumblr.

Read well and double read all trigger warnings before reading the actual work, those are there for a reason.

GENERAL WRITING:

Fandoms I cover: Jujutsu Kaisen, Blue Lock, Bleach, Tokyo Ghoul, Tokyo Revengers, Haikyuu, Attack on Titan, Hell's Paradise, Chainsaw Man, Naruto...

Mostly smut fics, angsty fics and AUs.

I take requests always, I might take time in how to write it down. Add as many details to help out or I will improvise myself. Feel free with your kinks tbh.

Dark trigger warnings: stepcest, dubcon, noncon, heavy toxicity, coercion, kidnapping, yandere themes.

WRITING YOU WON'T FIND HERE:

Male reader x character... for now I don't know how to encapsule male perspective. Gender neutral is available even if I feel like it definitely needs some improvement in my writing :)

Ships. I have my other blog for that and only for the ones I like.

Mental illnesses, I don't want to follow stereotypes on how a certain mental issues will develop. I have heavy social anxiety, suffered from panic attacks and depression, beyond this I'm not going.

Characters I don't write for: Eren Yeager (NO. JUST NO.), Ichigo Kurosaki, Renji Abarai (it depends), Gabimaru, Ken Kaneki... a few others, but mainly them, they're happy with their wives, I can't physically write x readers for them. ever. sorry.

I want to apologize in adavance if some requests take too long, as of January 2023 I started dedicating more time to this blog, while I have requests from 2022. Sometimes I cannot envision it :( and also apologize if my writing doesn't meet expectations on the request.

Please don't send hate. It's really demoralizing, it makes me anxious and makes me no want to write at all for weeks and months.

Also english is not my first language, it's my third, so it might happen to find a few grammatical errors.

Thank you for your attention.