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[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 5: PREGNANCY Kyoraku Shunsui 𝘹 𝘍! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: @the-witch-of-one-piece ➡ Hello my beautiful soul sister!!! Ahh I’m so excited for this kinktober! I raced into your inbox trying to calm down my feral kink coming out of me 😂😂 if it’s okay to request Shunsui with a fem reader for day 5 pregnancy! This man would be the best soon to be daddy 🥺💜🛐 thank you so much my beautiful soul sister!!! TE AMO MUCHO !!!!!!! ➡ también te amo mucho my soul sister! 💖 tw: mdni. pregnancy kink. reader IS pregnant. nipple play. semi public sex. humping. vag sex. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The outcome of so many nights of passion showed beautiful in your body. The little bump growing strong and healthy, your anatomy changing, your mood somethings swinging.

You were preparing yourself, and the house, for the new life that would be there in some months. And while you did, the general captain of the Gotei 13 couldn’t help but praise you.

Sitting comfortably in the garden of the Shunsui manor, the soon to be dad enjoys a sip of his beloved sake. While you, comfortably enjoy gardening under a soft spring breeze. It was calmer than ever before, after all that had happened with the invasion none of you had time to be at peace for a long time.

“You are a goddess, my love” Kyoraku chimes, leaving the cup on a little table next to him.

“Shut up, you! I am getting fat, look…” you joke, you love more than anyone how beautiful your belly looks.

Shunsui stands up, sighing. He can’t let a queen think that way of herself. Walking a few steps towards you, he takes his hat in between his hands and bends over to where you are.

“I am not trying to be rude, so I will ask you to please excuse my language… but fat is how I get down there when I see you, miss” he murmurs, acting innocent despite saying such thing.

You leave the little gardening tool in your hand to look at him with your mouth open.

“Kyoraku Shunsui, would you mind watching your mouth in front of your baby?” you scold him, sweetly, while acting incensed at his words and caressing your belly.

He takes his hat to his naked chest in signs of being sorry, but all of a sudden he snatches in arms as if you where less heavy than a feather.

“Honey- what? What are you doing?!” you protest, while safe resting in his embrace.

“Listen here, the eyes you just gave me… you being pregnant, everything about you… ugh- believe me that the baby won’t tell for now” he says, walking calmly to the wooden swing you have in your garden.

Shunsui sits back, with you still in his arms. Despite your pregnancy he is way bigger than you in every sense.

He grunts and comfortably sits you over his lap. “Com’ere” he purrs, opening your yukata with absolutely no worries.

You are silent, but with a huge smirk on your face. You know what’s next and you want it so bad…

Shunsui seems to be gloating at how full your breasts are looking; pregnancy is making your body an experience he doesn’t want to miss; he wants to love you in every single stage of yourself.

“Allow me, before this belongs to someone else ~” he scoffs, while his hands cups one of your breasts and takes it to his lips.

You moan instantly after he plants the first kiss over your hard nipples. Everything has been feeling a lot more sensitive.

He sucks, slowly. He nibbles, kindly. He doesn’t want to hurt her precious wife nor coming baby.

Your back curls as he keeps playing, changing from breast to breast and sometimes burying his head in between them. His huge hand, lies on your warm back flesh, holding you for you to lie as comfortably as you please while he gives you pleasure.

You can’t help but begin to move back and forth, humping on his hardening crotch. You can feel his growth hitting against your core and in both cases getting wetter and needier. The motions of the swing also accompany yours, edging you two a state very close to climax.

“I…” you whine, urging your husband to fuck you. “Already? But what if I hurt you…?” he asks, knowing too well he won’t. Kyoraku Shunsui enjoys your begging for his dick. He wants you to plead to be penetrated and pleased.

Panting, reaching his lips with yours, needy… “please, fuck me… do it…”

“How do you ask properly, doll?” he asks back, already lifting your hip enough for his hakama pants to slide down.

You swallow. You have always called him “daddy” and now, it won’t be the exception; this time Shunsui deserves more than ever to be called that way.   

“Daddy, fuck me… please ~” you purr, letting your yukata to fall to the ground to show him in full display your beautiful “mommy” body.

He smirks, pleased. His hands first reach for your swollen belly, up and down and around your waist.

“Now, if I may… let daddy fuck you the way you deserve my sweet, beautiful mommy” “Nghh… deeper… go- deeper, daddy!” ~

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[syrma-sensei]

→ Inevitable Love.

pairing: kyōraku shunsui x wife!reader.

rating: slight angst (they're at war), fluff.

setting: canonverse.

word count: 1.1k.

masterlist | ao3 | wattpad

Restlessness took over you the day you moved in with Shunsui to the first squad quarters. The fact it was Yama-Jii's previous residence, and where Lieutenant Sasakibe Chōjirō died, did not help one bit, neither did the fact that the Mūken prison is right beneath you, the place Yhwach visited to see Aizen Sōsuke.

You used to like it, but when the old man and his vice-captain were still alive. However, you had no choice in the matter as your husband's new post requires it.

In the past week many things changed; your home was nearly destroyed, your leader is dead, thousands of soldiers shedded their blood in vain, and thousands more are wounded, and perhaps worst of all, at least to you, your husband isn't himself anymore.

The goofy, laid-back Kyōraku Shunsui, the man you fell in love with and married, turned into a hollow shell of what he used to be. It breaks your heart and soul to see him lifting the weight alone.

You barely saw him after the Central 46 appointed him the new Captain Commander of the Gōtei 13, he's been working relentlessly since day one, an attempt to not lose his mind. Although he hides well, too well that everyone thinks he's an insensitive bastard, but you know... you know the grief and sorrow he's dealing with through this ordeal, and what makes it worse, he doesn't allow you to help him through. However, you're as stubborn as he is, and perhaps more. You won't let your husband, the love of your life, struggle like this, alone.

You don't stir in bed like the couple nights before, however, as Shunsui lays next to you after you practically dragged him to take some rest. But you know neither him nor you could actually sleep.

Unlike your usual nights, and while your head rests on his naked chest, you two are awfully silent tonight. Nights with your husband used to include sessions of drinking sake and heated love-making, or just talking till dawn. These habits of yours drove Nanao insane, because her Captain would just sleep around, leaving most of the work upon her. Tonight though, you feel something akin to coldness between you two. Yet, hesitantly, you run your fingers on his hairy chest; your husband always welcomes your touch. Shunsui groans slowly before catching your hand in his, it's so tiny in his large one, and bringing it to his mouth to kiss.

Lifting your head up, you bring your other hand up to his stubbled cheek, brushing your thumb fondly to his skin. Within the darkness, you stare at his eyes. You cannot see his damaged one even though he's taken the eye patch off. You cup his cheeks in both hands, the fingers of your left hand tug a strand of his loose hair behind whatever left of his right ear before you kiss his lips.

It seems that your husband is desperate; his warm arms encircle your body, pushing you deeper into his hold, his hands cupping your buttocks before they ram up to your lower back then caressing your sides. You moan against his mouth, your hands stroking his face and hair fondly.

Suddenly, Shunsui breaks the kiss. He rests his forehead against yours momentarily before he sits up adroitly, his back facing you. He heaves a sigh then stands up.

“Shun?” You lift yourself up on the bed.

“Be right back, love.” He says without gazing back at you, and heads outside the bed chamber.

You fight the urge to follow and comfort him, choosing to wait for him to return on his own, giving him some privacy. You know how hard it is for him; his teacher and father figure died, your home is damaged beyond count, and he's been handled cumbersome responsibility as the new Captain Commander of the Gōtei 13.

You wait for two, three, four, five minutes, but you cannot any longer. In the past few days, you felt like some kind of a wall being built up between the two of you, and you cannot allow it to separate you.

You slide off of the bed, slipping in your husband's flowery kimono, sweeping out of the room. Tracing Shunsui's reiatsu, you find him in Yama-Jii's office terrace. You see his naked body bathing in the moon's light. Its silver hue highlights Shunsui's body, and glistens off his brown hair.

“Shunsui, darling, are you alright?” You say, getting closer to him.

You know it's a stupid question, but you had to ask him anyway.

“I will eventually be, my love, worry not about me.” He answers, his back is still to you.

You sigh. You had your suspensions, but now you're certain, for Shunsui never talks to you in such a manner; he doesn't want you to see his face without the eye patch.

You reach next to him, taking his hand in yours, caressing his arm with the other. Turning him to finally face you, you chuckle silently when he closes his eyes. At least he didn't lose his usual childishness. You cup his face again, standing on your toes to reach his face, kissing his forehead, nose, then each eye.

“You can't hide it forever, husband.”

He sighs, “No, I don't think I can, especially from you, wife.”

You give him a small smile when he slowly opens them, his intact eye is looking at you with anticipation. He's... afraid. You flinch for a mere moment when your eyes land on his other eye, or where it used to be. It pains you, your heart stings. You trace your thumb ghostly on it.

“You let such an opponent poke your eye out, you idiot boy.” Shunsui chuckles bitterly, “Think that how Yama-Jii would've scolded me.”

You snore a bit, patting his cheek playfully. “I think he'd be more disappointed if he knew you thought this would scare your wife off, knowing fully well that she's seen much worse things.”

Shunsui grins a tad, cupping your cheek. “How come you know such detailed things?” He whines, “I guess an apology is in order.”

You gasp dramatically, “You really thought I'd run away because my husband is now with one eye and one and a half ear?” you chuckle, “Hate to disappoint you, Shun, but you gotta work a lot harder if you wanna get rid of me.”

“Is it possible to do it though?” He teases you back.

“No, because I'm inevitable.” You peck his lips, “So is my love to you. You're trapped with me here.”

He grins, “Won't have it any other way with you.” Then he kisses your forehead.

“For the record, I'm not the one trapped with you, you're the one trapped with me.”

“Shuuuun!”

[nolhann]

Another contribution to the Kyoraku community

Learning muscle anatomy is hard…

I’m trying ok ;-;

[hiyorisarugaki]

hello lady hiyori. how is married life treating you?

"I--"

Actually, this wasn't a good time. Shinji wasn't really happy with her. But that was more her own fault (which was more often the case). She couldn't sum up her entire married life on just the past month alone, though. There had been some tremendously wonderful times.

"It's harder than I thought it would be. The virgin bride thing is all I ever thought about... but life after bein' a bride ain't exactly easy. Not for someone like me, anyway. Even if yer livin' with yer best friend. What about you? How's life bein' a captain commander?"

@kyorakusoutaichou

[burdenedreverance]

"It was a rough shift."

Hayden's eyes look up to his commander who walked in, Hayden himself was a mess. His uniform was somewhat undone, his hair matted with what looked to be dirt and blood. The western-born Shinigami looked worse for the wear, and within his hand was a bottle of Sake. Try as he might, Hayden tried to reframe from drinking after rough patrols. But tonight, tonight he needed something to numb the pain. So, he sat looking a mess, for perhaps the first time in his tenure as a third seat to Shunsui.

Whatever he saw tonight, had clearly dramatically affected the man. He lifts the cup to his lips and drinks it whole the bitter alcohol. His hand is still clutching the bottle, with a white-knuckle grip.

Hayden was a good soldier. This was not like him.

@kyorakusoutaichou

[hirako5hinji]

What’s your VTuber persona?

               “ Is this a case of ‘you are what you like’? ”

Tagged by:@irondamsel, @kyorakusoutaichou, @hismama [ thanks, frens!! =u= ] Tagging: @apotheoun, @sphaeraa, @codename-freya, @biskael, @kvbikiri, @endhell, @txchikaze, @sekkiseki (for Love!), @despairforme, @desuetmort​ and whoever wishes to do this, just tag me! 

[uraharashouten]

@kyorakusoutaichou asked:

how about sharing a drink with an old friend, urahara-kun?

"Oh? An invitation to libations from an old friend? When you put it that way, how could I possibly turn down such an offer—"

"I may in fact have been setting aside a special something appropriate to the occasion. Your place, or mine?"

[adelha-mathilde]

just sits quietly beside the lady

It was a tad unexpected for Captain Kyoraku to be visiting the Living World during this time of the day. But it was a wonderful day out today. So him sitting down beside the lady would be more than welcome. The park bustling with people walking their dogs or children playing. The white haired woman currently sitting on a park bench with a puppy in her lap. The puppy obviously too tired to keep walking to be dozing in her lap. While the lady herself looks to Captain Kyoraku with warmth to give him a polite smile. "Well. Good day to you. I wasn't expecting to meet such a handsome soul on my walk with Wesson. I am called Adelha. Perhaps you are the Captain Kyoraku that Urahara and Ukitake mentioned to me?"

[sashi-ya]

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 26 ➡ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐗, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑. nsfw .minors dni 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐢 𝐱 𝐟! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: @bookandyarndragon asked: May I please ask for day 26 with Kyoraku and a f!reader for Kinktober? 𝐓𝐰: nsfw. oral. usage of alcohol. vag sex. mutual teasing. cream pie. daddy! shunsui (you can't tell me you don't want to call this man daddy). also spoilers from TYBW 𝐰𝐜: 1.4k ➡ hentober masterlist

Kyoraku Shunsui, general captain and casanova. His taste for sake and everything relaxing is nothing new to any of you, and because of it you all know he has his own bath house to ease the pressure of carrying with the weight of all Gotei 13 . Tonight, however, his relaxing bath has been put on hold for later; a night out with his beloved colleagues awaited for him at one of their fave spot in the Seireitei...

Some drunken red hairs are singing at the Karaoke bar, Squad 10th vice-captain and squad 6th third place, while you, are on your way to become as wasted as they are. Sake shots filling your blood, but still too sober to act crazy.

The doors of the bar open, and the classic pink haori flows with the wind gust created. There is no way that, underneath the straw hat, you wouldn’t be able to find your favourite captain, Kyoraku Shunsui.

“Oi, already that drunk you all?” he asks, falling over one of the chairs next to you and laughing. “Not me, General Captain. Not yet” you mumble, biting your lips. It’s impossible for you to hide how anxious it makes you feel when he is close to you.

Kyoraku is way more relaxed that Yamamoto, but that doesn’t mean you have to be disrespectful, so you bow before him and sit back down. He scoffs while the rest of the guys keep talking drunk words, and Captain Hirako serves him a cup of a so needed sake.

“Why are you so formal with me, (Name)?” he inquires you, after drinking a sip. His words seem to hide something else, something the rest doesn’t know but you.

You look to the ground, your cheeks becoming hot, hotter than fire itself. He is playing with you…You sigh, almost louder than the bustling around. Your throat becoming dry, and your lips slightly separating. Although your legs aren’t. You cross them, creating a lot of pressure up your sex. Shunsui himself makes you aroused but remembering the way he fucked you against the wall of his bedroom some nights ago is making it worse.

“Because you are the general captain…” you whisper, fixing your gaze on the side smirk he gives you as he hides under his hat.

“We are having fun, (Name)… don’t worry… just remember the way you treated me when…” he playfully says, coming closer to you while the rest of the captains aren’t paying attention.

You widen your eyes, what is he gonna say? When what? Your hands go over the table, ready to pounce on him if it was necessary to shut his mouth.

Shunsui takes his hat off and lays back again. With a scoff he finishes the sentence that had trembling; “the way you treated me when I was the 8th squad captain, I mean”

You start breathing again, the alcohol hits your brain this time and everything around becomes foggy. “Excuse me, Taicho. I need fresh air” you mumble, taking the last big sip from your glass and walking away with difficulty.

All the way outside you dammed Kyoraku, from him to his late passed relatives. Now you understand Nanao-chan way more than ever. However, you think that the one who is to blame the most is yourself. You got into his bed sheets, you let him own you…

You sit on the sidewalk curb; your hair hangs on each side of your face and the soft breeze of the Soul Society kisses your heated cheeks. “I knew that wasn’t a good idea…” you regret it yourself, what the rest would think of you if they found out you fucked your captain… and the general captain of all Gotei 13?

You are subtly illuminated by a lamppost, since the moon has hidden behind dense stormy clouds. A cold drop pools on your eyelashes, and that one marks the first one of many others falling from the sky. Your shihakusho becomes wet, your hair too. You begin to shiver, hating the rain and the night.

“Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting to find you like a little puppy in the rain, are you feeling abandoned?” a well known soft but manly voice makes you turn around.  “Here, cover up” Shunsui says, using his flowery haori to cover your shoulders and back.

You clench to the clothing piece; it smells like him and it’s warm like his skin.

“Thank you…” you mumble, embarrassed, seeing your reflection on a poodle of rain water on the street. But, instead of him sitting next to you, or even helping you stand up by lending his hand, he simply lifts you up over his shoulder.

You protest, hitting his back repeatedly -but quite softly- with your fists. “You are gonna catch a cold, let’s have a hot bath… shall we, (Name)-chan? ”...

Not only Shunsui’s bedroom is big, but also his bathroom… or should I say bath house?... Steam comes from a huge pool of warm water, the tin roof being pelt by the storm outside, him untying the cords that hold his shihakusho together.

Huge man, muscular, mature, tanned skin. His hairpins now rest on the side of the pool, and his long hair falls free over his shoulders. “Aren’t you coming, (Name)-chan?” he asks, so nonchalantly walking absolutely naked in front of you.

It’s not the first time you’ve seen him with no clothes, but it still surprises you. The way he gets into the huge tub, relaxing so calmly, waiting for you to enter to probably fuck you rough and make the water splash everywhere.

You swallow, you can’t say no. Not anymore, you don’t want to say no…

Haori falling to the ground, your wet uniform too. Your naked skin tempting him, the bottle of sake next to the pool ends up on his lips… he really needs to have a drink to cool off… his way more mature than you are, and he is absolutely needy, thirsty, hungry for your younger anatomy.

“Don’t look at me like that” you scold him, crossing your arms under your breasts, making them protrude a little up. “How else am I supposed to look at you, (Name)? Come here, I want you” he commands, his healthy eye devouring you with just the sight of you.

As your foot touches the first step to get into the pool, Kyoraku touches your ankle and plants a sweet kiss over it. He cannot wait for you to be fully inside, and you either… but you know too well that slow teasing is the way to spellbound men like him.

Before entering fully, you turn around, bending over just to pick a sakazuki for yourself; you also need some sake. Your legs together, your sex flashed against him, exposed, and served to him.

“Fuck it, (Name)-chan” he swears, rising up from the bottom and placing each hand on your glutes. He spreads them, nuzzling on your sex with a heavy grunt and his tongue immediately tasting your core honeys.

You whine and bite your lip, he goes feral, he devours you. And it’s not until he is satisfied with it -and your legs are about to fail you- that he pulls you inside the pool from your waist.

You fall over his lap, your back hitting his chest, your ass his hard dick. “You know what I am gonna do now with you, don’t you?” he whispers in your ear, laughing so sexily, kissing your wet skin.

You bite your lips, looking subtly to the side, feeling his hands coming up to your breasts and his own sex searching for your entrance underwater. “What are you going to do with me, daddy?” you purr, letting the warm water flow in between your needy anatomies.

Kyoraku’s huge hand presses your carotids, while the other one helps his shaft entering you. You whine loudly while your walls clench to him, and the water fills your womb. It feels unique, and for sure amazing.

He squeezes your neck harder; it makes you gag a little. “Call me daddy once again and I promise you that I will fill you up with my cum until I become one” he murmurs, loud enough for you to hear in between the splashing noises of his hips ramming into you.  

You smirk, and when Shunsui turns you around to look at your breasts bounce in and out of the water, you repeat “yes, daddy ~”

“You better keep daddy’s cum inside, then” he grunts, pulling you out of the tub, leaving you over the side of it while he crawls out too.

Immediately after, with your legs resting over his chest and shoulders, he impales you deeply, roughly. His hands grip your breasts tightly, your moans echo all around the bath house, your climaxing spasms milk his sex… giving you what you’ve been waiting.

“Yes… daddy, Shunsui” “Ngh… Make Captain Kyoraku a daddy, (Name)-chan… come on”  

[asobishinshin]

heads up peeps

title change because why not asobishinshin to kyorakusoutaichou

[nolhann]

A contribution to the Kyoraku community

[irondamsel]

to: @kyorakusoutaichou cont. [x] "It is part of yer torment not to know what it's going to be, or when it's going to happen."

[hiyorisarugaki]

What’s your VTuber persona?    

“WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT DOES IT MEAN NON-EXISTENT?! I GOT SOME WOMANLY FUCKIN’ CURVES RIGHT HERE!”

tagged by: @midnightactual​ & @kyorakusoutaichou​ & @hismama​  thank you! tagging: anyone that drank 1 glass of water today ; )

[sashi-ya]

月が綺麗ですね > 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚝?

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴡᴏ > ᴋʏᴏʀᴀᴋᴜ sʜᴜɴsᴜɪ x ғ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

♡ request: @the-witch-of-one-piece asked: Hello my beautiful soul sister!!!!! Shoujo theme ahhh I love this!!!! Your ideas are so amazing!!!! If I can please request day 2 blushed cheeks with Shunsui with a fem reader swf please!!!!!! Thank you so so much bby!! Love you!!!! 💜 ♡ tw: sfw. sweet. a young Kyoraku falls in love for the first time. ٠ wc: 1.3k ٠ ♡ masterlist ٠ taglist: @zella07 @jin-supremacy01 @stygianoir @alexkanroji

His cheeks were always blushed because of alcohol, but there was a time when they got as red as possible, and it was when you kissed them for the first time…

The academy wasn’t hard for him, nor for his lifelong friend, Jushiro who would be there for him every day of his life. The second son of the Kyōraku family was having such a good time there. Laughing, tasting for the first time the pleasures of sake, and chasing women owning his “womanizer” title.

The day of finally finishing their studies, being the first ones to graduate, had arrived. The kids that turned into strong, young, and capable Shinigami were ready to eat the world. And even if there was a little bit of a nostalgic tint in their eyes, they were excited to see what was coming next for them in the Gotei 13…

And, soon, as they expected, the day when Shunsui joined the 8th squad, also arrived. As inexperienced but tenacious as he was, he made the rest of the Shinigami thought it was easy for him… but in reality, it wasn’t at all. No matter how much of a relaxed attitude he seemed to show on the outside, he was dying inside.

However, that laid back façade ended up falling completely when he saw you for the first time. A young Shinigami, also fresh out of the academy, with great skills and beauty, flashed in front of his eyes so delicately, like the sakura blooming on dark brown branches. Your eyes that interlocked with his, gave him what he felt it was a cold look. And the way both felt inside, without even knowing it.

For the first time, he didn’t think of running behind you. He stood freeze. His sharp mandible, that was still pretty soft and beardless, tensed. His deep brown eyes widen, as the pupils in the middle of them. He swallowed with difficulty the burning beverage that for the first time felt upsetting on his stomach.

“Ju- Ukitake… did you- did you see her?” he asked, elbowing his white-haired friend.  Jushiro coughed a little before smiling; he knew this was the first time Shunsui had been lovestruck for real. He wasn’t spitting sweet nothings, nor chasing her; he was blushed, and it wasn’t for sure the sake he had previously drank.

“She is a really pretty miss, Kyoraku. Will you go and talk to her?” he asked, still smiling at the sweet reaction of his friend.

“I- I CAN’T. She surely knows about my reputation… plus, look at her… she won’t even look at me”  

Jushiro scoffed, and pat Shunsui’s shoulder before walking away. “Ah… my friend, keep the calm and use that brain of yours this time…”

Truth is, that same night Kyoraku wasn’t able to sleep. He kept daydreaming of your face, of your hair, of how much of an angel you looked when you passed right next to him. “I have to talk to her… but how?”

A week passed, and he hadn’t seen you until Sunday. Were just a thing of destiny? Perhaps it was. Maybe both were too busy with your duties. But for him, it felt like an eternal wait… pretty funny if we considerate how long Shinigami live.

“Drinking? Tonight? COUNT ME IN!” Shunsui’s young self felt the exhilarating sensation of being finally able to celebrate -and drink until passing out-.

As he walked happily with his always sick friend, he looked at the tip of his waraji. He wasn’t as lively as always, and Jushiro knew exactly why. “You know, I think you might see her tonight. Aren’t we all invited? It’s our first week as officers, maybe, she will attend the party too!” Ukitake chimed, seeing how his words instantly energized his friend.

And indeed, Kyoraku began to run with his silky shihakusho looking like a hell butterfly, while Jushiro had trouble keeping up with his pace… but never once he stopped smiling for him.

Wherever Shunsui arrived, the whole place would light up. He was the soul of the party, and as he stepped inside of that bar his eyes didn’t stop scanning every face until finding yours.

Of course, once he spotted you he wanted to go talk to you… but he couldn’t immediately do it. Was that fact that many of his friends wanted to drink with him? Or was he really making time because of how scared of you he was?

In any case, many had been the drinks his blood got injected with. But none of it made his cheeks blushed. And it wasn’t until his friends decided to finally talk to your group of friends that he could face you.

Imponent him, stood in front of you. He was a pretty tall man, and not only that but with a lean but wide frame. The ambience, with low lights, made his countenance look a little darker, maybe even, a little bit more perverted than usual.  

But you weren’t scared for it. In fact, you were lost in how good he looked under the shadow of his straw hat.

His friends, other Shinigami from different squad saluted you and your group. And him, did the same… except that the moment he had to talk to you he simply went blank.

“Hey, hi!” you waved at him. Why would Kyoraku Shunsui, such a social man, stutter when it comes to you? You had no idea, but what you had was indeed your stomach full of butterflies.

“Hi…” he answered back, opening his eyes wide, when you, out of the sudden, took and shook his -compared to yours- big hand.

Music started playing, and soon everybody began to dance. It was a matter of seconds in which every Shinigami had found a person to dance with. As you were still holding his hand, both looked first down and then up into each other’s eyes.

And, as if destiny was again doing its work, the slowest -most romantic- song began to play.

“Should we- dance? Or do you need me to buy you a drink? Do you prefer sitting down?” Shunsui asks, this time completely lost in your eyes as you were in his.

You smiled so sweetly and nodded. “I would love to dance…”

His other hand landed on the side of your waist, while the other lifted your arm up to the side. Like a prince, he started leading you. Like a princess, you moved along with him.

Two souls that for some reason were bound to meet, dancing in the middle of so many people that disappeared for you two.

“What’s your name?” Shunsui asked, nervously while dancing so naturally.

“I’m (Name)… You are Kyoraku Shunsui… right? Are you Yamamoto’s son?” you inquired, even if you knew it all. You had been looking him from afar since your eyes crossed sight for the first time.

It was so hard for him to maintain his eyes fixed into yours, but at the same time there wasn’t anything he wanted to do more than that… “I am… Yama-ji is like my dad, yes” he stuttering answered back.

“You are really cool, you will surely become a captain in no time” you told him, feeling his reaction to your words as he squeezed your hand slightly. He took a big gasp of air, letting it all out with a sigh. A twirl on the dance floor, and the magic of your smile made his tongue finally lose. This time, no alcohol, nor even his womanizer personality, but his blushed cheeks….

“Would you like to get out of here and have dinner with me, (Name)? I know you are too pretty for me, but…” he murmured, feeling the heat on his cheeks rising up all the way to his ears.

You too felt like you were absolutely burning, but you played it cool… even if you were jumping and screaming inside… you stood on tippy toes, reaching for that pink tinted cheek to plan the most innocent kiss over it...

“I would be pleased to accompany you on a dinner date, Kyroaku-san”  💖

[sashi-ya]

𝑥𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡; 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ⋆˙⊹ kyoraku shunsui x f! reader

request: @the-witch-of-one-piece Hello my love!!!! Happy holidays!! I hope your having such a wonderful holiday babes!!! If I can please request the prompt I want a hippopotamus for Christmas with shunsui x fem reader sfw please!!! Thank you so much mi amor! Love you !!!! 💜 |tw: none. based on the song "i want a hippopotamus for christmas. I'm sure Shunsui would have a daughter so the kid is a female | wc: 819 | masterlist | taglist: @zella07 @jin-supremacy01 @stygianoir @alexkanroji |

“What do you think she meant?” you ask, showing your husband your little daughter’s messy Santa letter. “That exactly. She wants a hippopotamus for Christmas” Shunsui says, laughing as he drinks his morning coffee.

You laugh with him, flipping some pancakes. And he continued laughing until total silence, something that for you felt a little weird…

You turn around all of a sudden, narrowing your eyes at him while he scrolls on his phone. “Shunsui Sozosuke Jiro Kyoraku you are not buying her a hippopotamus”.

The man with tied long hair and sharp features rolls his eyes. “Fiiiine….” he grunts, leaving the phone over the table to take another sip of his coffee as you go back to the pancake flipping.

“Alexa… where can I get a hippo?” he suddenly whispers to the little device over the counter. “SHUNSUI!” you scold him, trying to repress your laughter. It’s crazy how much this man loves his daughter. Where is he planning to put that animal, after all?

Of course the conversation had to be cut short, since your baby daughter come down the stairs with still sleepy eyes but driven by the smell of momma’s breakfast.

“Good morning my sleeping beauty” Shunsui salutes her, as she sits her on his lap. “Mworning daddy” she mumbles, rubbing her eyes to shake the sleepiness away.

You hide the letter from her, since none of you should read it but Santa. And bring her fave food to the table. As you sit, and kiss her forehead you think about ways of asking if she actually meant a real hippo or maybe just a toy that looks like it.

“So, (----)… what did you ask Santa this year?” you inquire her, as Shunsui helps her cut the pancakes with care.

“A hippo, mommy” she says, proud with one of her cheeks stuffed.

Shunsui laughs loudly, looking at you with that classic “told you” smirk. “A real hippo? Not a cat, nor a dog?”

The kid turns around to look at his father, using her two tiny hands to grab his face. “Pappa, I don’t want a cat, nor a dog nor a tyrannosaurus rex. Only a hippo will do” she says, assuring it.

“We will see if Santa can bring you one. You know, those live in Africa and are pretty heavy for him to carry. Plus, do you think a hippo will be able to pass through our chimney?” he says, tucking one of her curls behind her ear.

She takes a few minutes to process the information, and ultimately she arrives at a conclusion; “Just let the front door open, daddy. It can fit right through it”.

“Honey, a hippo will eat you up alive!” you tell her, trying to scare her… but the kid is way more intelligent than you thought.

And as she jumps from her daddy’s lap she comes closer to you. “Aunt Nanao told me those are vegetarian”.

Shunsui covers his face, he is so weak for his tiny little bundle of joy. “My my, little one… we will see what Santa has in mind for you then. You should be really nice if you want him to bring you such a gift!” he says, looking at you with a soft look that shows he has something in mind.

And because there is nothing he wouldn’t do for his daughter, he quickly solved it with his best friend that same night…

After tucking their baby, and waiting for her to finally fall asleep, Shunsui pulls you closer in bed. The book you were reading ends up on the floor, but you don’t care.

“Honey, do you know about (….)’s gift? Ukitake has given me the best idea!” he says, snuggling you against his wide chest.

You widen your eyes, surely you care about your daughter’s gift, but, you had forgotten for the rest of the day. “Oh yeah? What do you and your soul sister have in mind” you tease him. You know very well how much those two love each other and how many years they’ve been together like brothers.

“He- you- come on! (Name)-chan!” he protests, but he continues. “So, he told me about a special day at the Zoo. You know they have hippos there, right? It’s more or less like a sanctuary where they are recovered and ultimately sent back to Africa”.

You smile, kindly. That’s beautiful and kind and it would probably fit your baby’s desires very well.

“So, I thought… we can give her a little invitation letter on Christmas morning. As if the hippos were inviting her to visit them and because they have to go back to their home they cannot come here. What do you think? Giving her the whole fantasy and experience? She would also learn something about animals and their habitats!” he chimes, excited.

“Shunsui… you are the best father a kid could ever ask for…” 💖 ~

[sashi-ya]

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request. @the-witch-of-one-piece asked: Hello my love!!!! Ahhh this loooks so amazing!!!!! 🥺💜 cotton candy event!!! Love cotton candy!!! If it’s okay if I can request shunsui x fem reader for the prompt barefoot. Thank you so much my love!!!!!! 💜🥺💋 tw. none honestly. pure love. mentions of pregancy. shunsui and you have a baby together. wc. 434 masterlist.

Endless sky reflected on a calm sea. It seems to never finish, with cotton candy clouds.

Lilac, pink and orange. seagulls dance in a pastel canvas.

The sound of the waves crashing on the shore, mixes with the laughter of three happy souls.

On your soles, it feels wet. On his, it feels refreshing. But to that young soul, it feels new.

Tiny fingers round your and his index, the cute laughter, the curiousness, everything is new. The wind caresses chubby cheeks and tiny curls that barely sprout…

“You like it, my tiny baby?” Shunsui asks, crunching right at the little bundle of joy’s height. Babbles and smiles, jumping and happily paddling at the shore accompany your late afternoon.

Everything has changed, not once, but twice.

When you meet him, his brown hair was tied in a low pony tail, and he was wearing a suit. And even if he looked so structured, Mr. Kyoraku turned out to be the funniest and relaxed man you’ve ever met.

And, when the fruit of your love was born. His hands looking so huge while holding the baby, his lips placed on your tired forehead. “I love you, (Name). Thank you for this miracle”

A miracle, that’s exactly what all of this has been. Magic in the mundane passing time. Two souls that met and give this world a beautiful new one.

“See, (she/him/they) wants to swim!” he says, lifting his baby in his arms. Shunsui is wearing a pink haori over his summer yukata. He likes to be comfortable when he is not working.

“I see! But please be careful you two!” you joke, scolding them with a sweet tone and kissing your sweet offspring’s forehead. You own a giggle that fills your soul with love, so much love. Love that Shunsui tops with a kiss on your lips.

You watch them slowly and carefully step a little further into the shore. It’s a little cold for the baby’s bare tiny feet, but (he/she/they) still enjoy it. The daddy, who also has fun like a kid, jumps and dances and the sunset bathe both in orange shine.

Yes, they shine. And you shine too…

The camera of your phone isn’t powerful enough to capture the beauty of the moment, and you are scared that perhaps, this memory won’t last.

“Come with us, mommy!” he calls you, smiling just like your (son/daughter). “I’m going!!” you answer back, laughing.

And soon you realize that this memory will forever last, because every time you bare foot would walk over the sand, this moment will forever replay in your mind…