#under the moon event

[sashi-ya]

Hiii how are you? I have read your smuts and stories it’s just amazing I have no words. One piece and bleach it’s just amazing. Can I ask you something how come you have never done Bleach captain ukitake NSFW I know I’m dirty minded I just love him soo much he’s one of my favourite.😭. And I read the royal story of the three vinsmoke brothers…….. I couldn’t read all of that because I can’t. But the last sentence had me dead.💀

➡ nsfw. threesome Jūshirō Ukitake x F! Reader x Byakuya Kuchiki Koi Carps & Sakura Buds ~

tw: threesome with the captains. masturbation. dp. squirting. based on one of the Shinigami Zukan where Yachiru steals some fishes from Byakuya's pond to give them to Uki since he is sick and needs something to make him happy 🥺

wc: 3.5k

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“Ukitake Taichou”

“Oh! Byakuya! Hello! What brings you here tonight?”

“I’d like to discuss a possible crime, you know, some stolen carps. I’m not telling you were the one stealing them from my pond, but I’ve seen that little monster run away from my manor with my fishes on her tiny hands”

It was a fact that Yachiru has been stealing Byakuya’s Koi carps, and everybody knew she would do it just to cheer up Jushiro by filling his own pond. Ukitake never noticed until it was too late, and the biggest fishes were too noticeable. He was planning on returning Byakuya his carps, because everybody knew captain Kuchiki had the best ones, but the noble as wise as ever decided to pay a visit to him in order to discuss about it.

See, Byakuya might seem like a cold-hearted man, but he indeed has a huge heart. The captain of the Sixth Division of the Gotei 13 was planning on telling a sick man like his fellow colleague -and his sister’s captain- to simply keep them and how to take care of them personally, but that night things took a certain turn…

Jushiro had been like a big brother to Byakuya, he still remembers the times he has been stopped or taught about Senbonzakura and how to calm down before a battle. As well as Byakuya, Ukitake recalls those times where the head of the Kuchiki clan was nothing but an arrogant and naughty teenager.

And so, such relationship endured over time.

“Ahh… Byakuya, I was about to go and talk to you about this fishes situation. I can’t deal with Yachiru. You know how she is!” the white-haired man says, smiling kindly as he always does.

“Don’t worry, Captain Ukitake. I’ve come here to tell you; you can keep them. I’ve been told that they can help with your health. So please, don’t worry” Byakuya says, solemnly and straight to the point.

It’s no use, Jushiro has always been like a dad to almost every person in the Gotei 13 and his sweetness cannot be stopped. “Byakuya, before you go. Would you like to take a relaxing bath at the pond?” he asks, kindly, sure his now fellow captain would say no because he is not a kid like before.

But Byakuya, instead, accepts the invitation right away. Maybe he was feeling nostalgic on his own koi fishes and wanted to take a look at them once more before leaving or maybe he wanted to replay old memories from when he was a happier man with a bright future and a beautiful wife.

The night is by far perfect. Warm breeze playing with each other’s hair strands. Hair that fall over his beautiful countenances, the stars flickering on a night blue sky and the tranquillity sounds of bubbling water invited them to have some sake and chat under the moonshine.

Jushiro is not a super-rich man, nor from a high noble clan like his pair, but he still has some people attending him -specially since his chronic illness was a severe one-. One of them, you, also an officer from the Thirteen Squad is the one in charge tonight of taken care of his adored captain.

“Ukitake Taichou! I brought the s-“ you cut short your words, with the tray on your hands. Startled to see Captain Kuchiki completely naked entering into the pond left you muted. The man quickly joins his icy haired friend, blushed and agitated.

You quickly turn around, is not that you didn’t want to enjoy that beautiful image any longer, but that was too much even for you.

“It’s ok, (Name)-san! Byakuya is already inside the water. You brought us sake?” he asks, resting his back over the side of the pond, with his fair skin shining under the pale moonlight.

You realize you have only brought a single sakazuki to drink the delicious rice wine, so you excuse yourself and run inside Jushiro’s home to bring another one. Sweating, you try to focus. “I’m just gonna grab another cup, give it to them, and run away from there. Both of the men I’d like to be devoured by in all Gotei 13 are naked a few meters from myself…”

You, allowing yourself to calm down, take a quick sip from the bottle of sake and with the new tray arranged go outside. Your feet touching the wet grass underneath your soles announces you are closer to the pond, and you simply play with the bitter aftertaste of the chug of wine you just had before.

“Capt- Captains. I- Here you have your sake. Enjoy” you stutter, leaving the tray closer to their elbows as they lay their backs over the rocky sides of the pond. “Thank you, sweetheart!” Jushiro gladly accepts your nightly treat.

Drunk by Ukitake’s sweet smile, you can’t help but absorb every single moment of such depiction of handsomeness. Followed by him, Byakuya, the unbreakable Captain Kuchiki roughs out a soft smirk on the side of his lips. His hair is up in a semi pony, while Jushiro’s flows perfectly with the soft waves their legs form on the pond’s waters.

Naked torsos barely showing, competing for which one is fairest, they look like beautiful angels in the night to you.

You bow and turn around. As much as you would like to stay, you can’t keep interrupting their nice nightly talk. As you begin to walk, a deep voice tells you to stop. “Officer (Name)?”.

“Yes…?” you ask, drumming your fingertips over your collar bone but never turning back at them.

“Would you like to join us?”

You gasp, almost inaudibly, and you are grateful for not being facing them. Your eyes widen, and your pupils dilate so much that even the moonlight is too much of a blaze for your eyes. 

“Come on, (Name)-san!” Jushiro encourages you, as if you really needed some more motivation to accept their invitation than pure lust for both of them.

You slowly turn around, cheeks on fire and pumping heart that you can feel all over the arteries of your body. “Is it okay if I do?” you ask, always respectfully of your captain and his colleague.

“Of course, I can share my own cup, so you don’t have to go fetch another one!” Ukitake celebrates with his own sakazuki in his bony hand. Byakuya holds now a more noticeable smile, more like a smirk. His eyes, with a hint of purple tinting, show more than relaxation, they show lust. Pure lust.

As well as yours.

You walk attracted like a moth to the light towards them, Byakuya at your right and Jushiro at your left. As your shihakusho falls to the ground, and your skin bathes by the pristine light of the star above the sky, each captain fix their gaze on your body. Of course, of course they will do. And you want that too, as much as they want it.

You take a big gasp of air, and ultimately you take your underwear off. The men inside the pond have their lips semi open, beautiful woman depicted in front of them like a work of art, contrasting with a marvellous sky behind her, all skin and bone for them.

Just for them…

They both stretch their arms to help you get inside the water. Byakuya holding your right hand, and Ukitake your left one.

The tip of your toe tries the temperature of the water first, and then slowly and surely you submerge into the purifying waters of Ukitake taichou’s pond.

You sit in between them, feeling like a prey ready to be attacked from both flanks. You can smell the scent of their skins, as if your senses were now becoming sharper. Byakuya unties his hair, allowing the straight raven hair to fall down his shoulders, turning a simple action into a sexy show.

You bite the inside of your mouth, what will be the next step?

You try to relax, laying a little back, closing your eyes to maybe ease the tension that your three bodies have created. You are not sure whether if it’s their strong reiatsu or just the desire to touch your flesh, but it feels oppressive and it makes your heart beat fast, so strong.

Who will be the first to attack? Are they planning on making you wait, to slowly die into a torturous neediness state?

The sudden touch of cold liquid pouring over your collar bones makes you open your eyes. Your captain, Jushiro, is drizzling your shoulder with the same sake you brought for him to enjoy. You look at him, as the alcohol elixir traces lines towards your breasts.

“Is it ok if we share a drink?” he asks, smiling softly and oh so calmly looking then at Byakuya’s burning stare of excitement. You nod, out of words, clearly understanding they will drink from you, that what they will share will be your body.

The white-haired man moves your hair out of your shoulders and signs his partner to have the first drink as it is indicated. “Please, Byakuya. Dig in” he says, respectfully.  He gains a devilish smirk from his fellow comrade and instantly he comes closer to your ear.

“Can I drink from you, Officer (Name)?” he asks, whispering with his lips almost grazing your earlobe. You breath, soundly and look at him out of the corner of your eye. “Y-yes”.

“Very well…”

The tip of his tongue touches your skin, making you slightly squirm. Follow by that touch that reminded you of a butterfly resting on your skin, he proceeds to lick the liquor off your own flesh. Up and down, so sexily, he tastes the spiritual beverage before Jushiro’s eyes.

“Ukitake Taichou, please, join us” he commands, solemnly, as if he was talking about a simple reunion or a professional matter. “Sure, Byakuya! We have all night, but I kinda want to dig in as soon as possible to be honest” Jushiro says, pouring some more alcohol on your chest. Alcohol he catches, and doesn’t let fall into the pond, with his own mouth.

Both men place one of their hands over your belly that can’t stop going up and down from excitement, and the kisses of their lips feel like a blissful blessing. Down, down they go, trapping each of your nipples into their teeth. They pull at unison, nibling so softly but hard enough to make you whine and cross your legs. You need pressure, your sex is begging for it, desperately.

Your hands reach for both of his heads, fingers playing with their long, silky hair as they suck you with great dedication.

“You like this?” Jushiro asks, taking a break from the sucking session of your sensitive zones, fixing his emerald eyes on yours. You can barely pronounce something without moaning, so you limit yourself to an intense affirmation head shaking.

“Good girl, you have always been a good girl” he says, sliding his hand down your abdomen to your inner left thigh. His soft, bony hand squeezes your leg, enough to be noticeable and perhaps to leave quite some marks on them.

You can hear Byakuya slip from his occupied lips with your nipple, a subtle laughter, something almost impossible to hear on a daily basis. And as he does now his hands squeeze the breast Jushiro had abandoned to kiss your lips in a violating tongue motion.

A violating tongue motion yes, and a heavenly fingering session as his hands have reached for your sex so slowly but deadly. He traces circles on your clit, you can feel your wetness mixing with the crystalline waters of his pond, and even sometimes he plays with the anticipation of penetrating with one of his fingers. Until he does, and when he does, you whine on his mouth, him absorbing the beautiful symphony of your bodily reactions to the pleasure.

Byakuya lets go of your breasts, to look at your curving back and squirming body while his friend adds more than one finger inside you. And he does it so good, beckoning motion, hitting the perfect spot, pressing your lower belly to even feel his own fingertips from inside your womb against his palm.

“My, my…” the dark-haired captain utters, tucking some strands of your hair behind your ears, grazing your façade so lovingly. “I’d never thought you were such a lovely little slut” he continues, asking for permission to his friend to be the one to kiss your lips.

He kisses so beautifully, biting your lower lip with utmost delicacy, burying his soft noble fingers on your jaw bones. Without letting your face go, and barely separating his mouth from yours, he plays with his finger on your lower lip. “Will you be able to take both of us, (Name)?” he asks, coming closer and grazing his hard member on the side of your hip.

“I… yes…” you whisper in between panting as Jushiro increases the motion of his masturbating skills. Centuries of experience, this man has. “Good, now give me your hand” he commands, grabbing your wrists and making it go down his hard abs.

Your eyes, half covered by sloppy eyelids and ecstasy of an upcoming orgasm, rejoice in the beautiful pale complexion of the sixth division captain. Many little bumps and scars garnish his body, making his flesh a beautiful diary of his past battles. You bite your lower lip, while your belly spasm to Ukitake’s fingers invading your cave.

“You like it, huh?” Byakuya smirks, surprised by how a sweet shy woman like you can show him such lustful depiction of neediness. “I do…” you whine, feeling your muscles tense and taking your gaze straight to your captain.

Jushiro never stops smiling at you, it’s even irritating the way he keeps his composure while making your cum. But, he is sweet by nature, and even if you worry because of his health, he looks healthier than ever.

You lose yourself into the parakeet irises of his eyes, so full of lust but also of kindness, and while you scream his name you reach the final stance of peak pleasure.

You orgasm, and your hands are rounding each man’s sex. Hard, long, avid to penetrate, to feel your walls around them. Up and down, you gave them the beautiful satisfaction of jerking them off.

Both men, as tough and strong as they are, let out some muffled moans and accelerated breathing to the wonderful motions of your hands. Biting both a piece of your neck, their bellies spasms, their jaws clench.

“Byakuya, do you want to fuck her now?” Jushiro asks, with a sudden glance at him while you kiss your captain’s neck and keep masturbating both. “I’d much appreciated to do so” Byakuya answers back, prisoner of his own body’s reactions to the pleasure.

“Good, let’s get out of the water then”

You feel as if this were a common practice for them, or maybe their connection is so hard they understand each other enough to feel the same. “Come on, (Name). Let’s get you fucked in my bed. It’s a big one, you know?” Jushiro says, caressing your cheek so lovingly. “You are so sweet, my lord”.

As soon as Byakuya, clearly younger and needier, stands up, Ukitake does too. He helps you stand up and instead of letting you walk inside he picks you up. “Come on. Let’s go, such a good girl”

You are left with no words but snuggling on his chest as the three of you get into his home. You try to remember if there were any more people inside, but you can’t have a clear image. In any case you simply wish for no one to see you in this situation.

“Welcome to Captain Ukitake’s bedroom!” he says, so lively, enjoying this bizarre situation. Byakuya takes his hair off his face back and wait on one side of a quite large bed. Jushiro wasn’t lying when he said he had a big bed.

Your captain puts you delicately over the bed, and you instantly worry as you are damped. “Captain your bed will get w-“ you try to warn him before touching the sheets with your ass. “Wet? Of course, it will. Right, Byakuya-kun?”

You widen your eyes; you understand what he meant, and you want it now…

Jushiro joins you in bed, and then calls his companion. His hands are all over your body again, and the long white hair covers part of his chest but mainly his lean back. He looks like an angel, too. What a beautiful man you have in front of you.

“Come on, (Name)-san. Sit on my lap” Jushiro commands patting his legs, flashing the hardness of his sex, dripping and so ready to invade your insides. “Uhuh” you moan, quickly straddling your hips over him. Ukitake holds his shaft so it’s easier for you to sit on it, and as you do, it slowly slips inside you.

You turn your eyes white, and your nails bury on his shoulders. “Ooh good girl, you are so tight…” he moans, pushing you against himself with his hands on the small of your back. He wants to go even deeper inside of you, and you want him to do so.

You open your eyes, to see Byakuya kneeling next to your face jerking off. The tip of his dick has become almost purple, and it drips abundant salty product of his excitement. You stick your tongue out, he doesn’t need to say what you should do next.

Byakuya keeps pumping his shaft intensely with the tip of his dick touching your tongue. Every time he pumps it forms strings of his precum. You are obsessed with his expressions, his chronic frown melts into a pure raptured one, he is over the moon. Like you, like Jushiro too.

And it’s not enough with your own humps over his dick, he also uses his hips to fuck you roughly, sometimes coughing a little but never stopping.

You soon find yourself being impaled with merciless thrusts, adding of course Byakuya’s dick hammering into your throat and his hands around your neck to fuck your mouth properly.

Both men moan and can’t stop telling you how a good whore you are to please them the way you do. And you, frankly, are in heaven.

You begin, once again to squirm under them, being used by two of the most handsome men in all Gotei 13 is way equally or more stimulating than just the physical part. “I’m gonna cu-cum!” you whine, when, from time to time, Byakuya allows you to take some gasps of air.

“Cum then, my cute little whore” Jushiro says, giving you a final thrust that you suspect it also involves some release of high spiritual pressure as you come and feel your body go limp.

You bury your forehead on the crook of your captain’s neck and change your mouth for your hand to keep stimulating Byakuya. Biting Ukitake’s shoulder you come, wetting as promised his shaft and lap with your orgasmic release.

Your trembling body has no rest, because as soon as you have cum, you are again being moved to a new position.

“How do you like it if we stretch that little cunt at the same time?” Byakuya asks, barely holding himself back from not pound over you to fuck you right away.

“My dear Byakuya-kun! You are eager tonight, huh?” Ukitake jokes, already laying on his left side, pulling you closer as he will be the big spoon. Your back rests over his chest, and he lifts your right leg up to penetrate you once again.

“I am, certainly I wasn’t expecting to end my night like this but she… is amazing” Byakuya says, lying all of his body weight over his left side in front of you. He grazes your cheek, smirking with a face you haven’t seen ever before. Byakuya’s expression is pure sin, pure nympholepsy.

He guides his sex towards your already occupied and still overly sensitive entrance. “Will you be able to stretch for both of us, huh?” he asks, pushing himself inside you. “Yeah, you most certainly do” he says, finally getting as deep as it’s physically possible.

The sudden pressure on your womb, as it stretches enough for both grazing shafts to start moving in and out of you, makes you shiver and carve your nails on Byakuya’s shoulder blade.

The pumping motion, a double thrust perfectly synchronized, being squeezed in between wet manly bodies… You receive Ukitake’s tongue turning your head to your side, stretching your neck to kiss him, while Byakuya bites your neck. And both, of course, take you once again to another exploding orgasm.

And just like you do, the captains do too. And even if they might have wanted to pull out they couldn’t. You can feel the way they retort inside you, his pulsating dicks reaching peak pleasure, the way they fill, the way they flood your uterus with warm seed and beautiful moans in your ears…

“Such a good girl ~ ”. “Officer, you have done a wonderful job”

“Thank you, Captains…”

[heavywithplot]

hello again! it’s been a hot minute, I was sick for a bit, and also living in america is a nightmare at all times and it current events kind of killed my drive to draw this kind of thing 🙃

anyway!! it’s the month of halloween!!! here’s something about some new england goth called john who has an interesting relationship with a small town god and this year, the harvest festival is going with a more ancient take on the celebrations. its about new harvest, new life, you know? and because those festival dates are important, instead of nine months, it’s one.

[imagionary]

Happy 20 years of not speaking to each other

[puppyeared]

Atla live action 😐

[paimonial-rage]

type - heizou [random writing event] | requested by @ebi-samaaa

Shikanoin Heizou really wasn’t your type. Sure he was handsome, and yes, his voice was rather nice to listen to. His flirtatious nature was definitely attractive. If only his face wasn’t so childish looking. And if only he weren’t just a little bit taller. Really, it really was a shame. If it were not for those things, he would have stolen your heart right off the shelves.

And really, it truly was such a shame, for the man was desperately in love with you. Completely head over heels one could say. No matter how many times you tried to shake him off, he chased after you relentlessly. He wanted you with such a passion that you often had to stop your heart from skipping a beat whenever your thoughts inevitably lead toward him.

As you walked down the long hallways of Tenshukaku, you wondered if you’d see him this evening. It was the night of the full moon, after all. Wouldn’t it be such a romantic backdrop to highlight the excitement of the event you were soon to partake? He surely wouldn’t leave you hanging, would he? You did send him an invitation, after all.

So as you stepped into the central room, you couldn’t mask the smile that curled the corners of your lips. It was empty, not that you were very surprised. If you planned it right, the Tenryou Commission and its soldiers were currently occupying the Hiiragi complex on high alert. All that work only for their honored guest of the evening to be a no show. How sad, but it really wasn’t your fault they didn’t know how to read a calling card.

With a soft chuckle, you gazed fondly at the pedestal at the center of the room. There, sitting upon plush velvet, was your target for the evening—a slightly faded black pearl inlaid in a silver ring. It didn’t take you long to pluck it up from its stand to slide over your finger. And, oh, how the luster shined in the moonlight. But as much as you wished to lose yourself in its beauty, duty came calling.

“My my, Detective,” you crooned sweetly, “We really must stop meeting like this.”

A laugh came from behind.

“I gotta hand it to you. When you said you’d be targeting the Evening Moon’s Jewel on a night like this, not even I thought you’d come for the New Moon.”

You spun and leaned against the pedestal with a careless huff.

“Oh come now, Detective,” you cried with a mocking pout. “It shouldn’t have taken you very long to notice the Hiiragi’s Full Moon pearl is nothing better than an elaborate fake. You should be thanking me for giving you a little excitement on such a boring evening.”

He smiled as he took a step forward, his stance purposely relaxed.

“Thank you for breaking the law? We’ve known each other for so long. I must say I’m hurt.”

You grinned cheekily.

“Oh, don’t say that. I was only joking. I was looking ever so forward to meeting you this evening. I really don’t get to see you as often as I would like, you know, so let’s make the most of it, hm?”

And with that anemo powered punch he threw at you soon after, you really hoped he wouldn’t be smart enough to check out the hospital the day after.

[flovverworks]

thought again how overwhelmingly lonely akira would become after everything while time does its healing. u go from having a twenty-something ppl around u at all times to being alone. no one to knock on ur door in the morning, no ppl going in & out, no chaos of sudden fights. even in the (more likely) case where akira forgets its like. this haunting feeling of having forgotten something u shouldnt have. guy who goes to every social gathering ever to have that chaotic energetic experience of having so many ppl around again

[ryllen]

“ Trying to woo mint was a saga for me “  - Me, Jul 26, 2020

but, it was great. ; v ;

[reginrokkr]

𝐂𝐋𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐈. The release of the book collection Perinheri brought a few new details about Khaenri'ah that were mentioned previously one way or another but never specified more in depth as they do in this collection. One of the topics of interest I've found is the existence not only of the black sun and crimson moon as the astronomical phenomenons present there as the norm (solar and lunar eclipse respectively), but the names that the two dynasties take after: Crimson Moon Dynasty as the earliest upon Khaenri'ah's formation and Eclipse (or the old Blacksun) Dynasty, each name taking after the current astronomical phenomenon that Khaenri'ah is exposed.

Simultaneously, these two dynasties have aspects that differentiate them clearly from one another:

Crimson Moon Dynasty → During this period —which goes as far back in time as the times when birds had yet to be split into domestic and wild kindreds—, an orphanage was established in the pursuit of individuals who could transcend gods that came from outside the Kingdom. Said transcendent one never came, not even at the end of the Eclipse Dynasty punctuated by the Cataclysm.

A special command of knights existed that would no longer be present during the Eclipse Dynasty, and that is the Beastmaster Knights which used darksprites (riftwolves and their family of beasts) in order to fight outside sources of danger that poured from the Abyss. These darksprites are said to have been created via alchemy and more precisely yet, their first creator was none other than Gold.

Eclipse Dynasty → The period that came after the Crimson Moon Dynasty, known to be a darker one yet than the previous one. The prospect of using beasts to fight foreign sources that could bring dangers to the kingdom has fallen into disuse and instead, automatons began to be made and used in their stead. Nevertheless, towards the end of the civilization of Khaenri'ah these darksprites were being used in spying operations such as in Sumeru, or as a means of testing dangerous automatons in the making in outside factories.

Furthermore, it's relevant to mention that creation through alchemy continued even if these beasts weren't used anymore as part of the kingdom's military, granted that Gold aimed for bigger creations such as Durin and Elynas among other beasts as well as human creation with Albedo being her finest work of all that is known.

One last thing of interest is that the eclipse and the crimson moon were mentioned together in another instance that is Dain's official introduction:

◜[...] Chalk pursues gold, in this time inopportune, the eclipse is swallowed by the crimson moon. [...]◞

[copingchaos]

staying silent on a humanitarian crisis even though ur still regularly active on your account is literally the online equivalent of the bystander effect through diffussion of responsibility/care. fight me on it

[magicmalcolm]

That's one sick looking bug.

[sashi-ya]

For the one piece x bleach under the moon event can you do a sfw of toshiro and reader under the moon in the snow together

Hi honey!! of course!! I hope you enjoy it! It's the first time I write for him so I hope you like it!! 💖 thanks for your request!!

🌛 One Piece x Bleach Crossover Event : Under The Moon 🌜

SFW ~ Toshiro Hitsugaya x GN! Reader ~ Under The Ice Moon

tw: innocent cute moments. First kiss with reader. Based on a selfship fic I wrote for Byakuya where Hyorinmaru decides it's too hot for him and summer should end somehow. :P An innocent kiss.

wc: 2K

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Tagging Toshi's wife, @the-witch-of-one-piece cause I know she will enjoy this 💖 ~

A hot summer at the Soul Society appeared unexpectedly to boil every soul and Shinigami. It was especially painful for those whom Zanpakuto were based on ice, and because of that, Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya would bury himself inside a bathtub filled with ice. But things came out of control when some Zanpakuto remembered those times they were a little “rebellious”…

“Master, I’m melting” Hyōrinmaru says, manifesting right in front of Toshiro who blushes because he is almost naked in front of his own sword’s soul. “Uh! Uh- Hyōrinmaru!” the white-haired pal screams trying to reach for the towel hanging next to him.

Such shout alerted you, as one of the 10th Squad Officer of the Gotei 13 you have to take care of your captain safety. “Captain? Are you alright?” you ask on the other side of the room. Squad tenth walls are kind of thin so you can hear everything.

Not even 10 seconds after, the doors opened, and like a snowstorm Hyōrinmaru followed by Toshiro passed running. “Come back here!!!” “No, I’m gonna stop the heat!!!”

You stand there, gawking. Is that Captain Toshiro wearing just shorts, running behind his manifested Zanpakuto throwing a tantrum because it’s hot? Yes. Yes, it is.

You run after them, searching for your vice-captain, Matsumoto Rangiku. But, as always, she isn’t there. Then, it’s time for you, the third place to help him. You grab his Shihakusho and try to find him.

After wandering around the whole Gotei 13 and stopping by the Kuchiki manor, where you learned Rukia was also running after Sode no Shirayuki you finally met your captain.

Right around one of the corners of the many houses of the Seireitei, Toshiro and you bump into each other. Both hit each other’s foreheads and fall back, creating the perfect moment for Hyōrinmaru to finally run away from you two.

“Ahhh…. Officer!” Toshiro scolds you, rubbing his forehead. “I’m so sorry, Captain. I- I brought you your clothes” you tell him, maybe that would make him forget about the pain. His intense icy blue eyes shine when you mention his clothes and quickly stands up lending you a hand to do the same.

He inspects you to see if you were hurt in silence, and the proximity of his cold hands to your forehead makes you shiver. And it’s not because it was cold, but because Toshiro Hitsugaya is your crush. Man you adore, man you admire, man you lust for.

But he has never seen you as anything but a subordinate from his squad…

You give him his Shihakusho, and he quickly covers up. “Thank you, officer (Name)” he mumbles, perfectly tucking the sash around his tiny waist. You can’t help but look at each and every single movement his hands perform and wish his fingers were interlocked with yours.

“Let’s go, Hyōrinmaru shouldn’t be far. He flew away towards the woods” he says, and without him giving you any order you follow him. That was enough for you to understand you were now on a mission.

Even if the sun was slowly setting, the heat of an abnormal summer would still be felt in your bodies and sweating and panting you ran to the Soul Society’s Woodland…

“I can’t believe I can’t still sense his reiatsu” Toshiro grunts, annoyed with the situation. He is frustrated and feels powerless once again before a rebellious Zanpakuto.

“It’s ok, Captain. Let’s get going. I’m sure we are going to find him” you tell him, maybe trying to sooth his anger.

Toshiro turns around and his icy stare lands on yours. It, paradoxically, begins burning holes into your eyes and you think you should shut your mouth from now on. But he surprises you. Instead of a scolding session, he simply sighs and sits down on the ground.

You instantly crunch next to him, maybe he isn’t feeling well because of the heat? “Taichou, are you ok?” you ask, rather desperately. He takes some time to look up at you, as now his head was hanging in between his knees.

“I- yes, (Name). I’m just tired… are you ok? Don’t you wanna rest a little?” he tells you, with a hint of exhaustion and stress in his words. You bite your lip; you simply wish he could have a least a day to rest but it isn’t up to you.

“I’m ok, Taichou. I can keep going for you, so you can rest” you say, offering yourself, even if your feet hurt and you feel as exhausted as him. “We are going together, (Name). By the way, thank you” he murmurs the last words.

You gasp, and your cheeks become heated. It’s not that Toshiro was rude with you or treat you badly before, but you never hear him say “thank you” to you. “Don’t thank me, Taichou! I’m always here for you” you confess.

Toshiro’s cheeks once again tint into cherry colour, so red and flustered. He has been always a little more forgiving when it comes to you, but you just thought that he treats you this way because of you not being as strong as him. But was it really because of it?

The uncomfortable silence that filled the humid hot air around you soon breaks. Toshiro stands up and trying to avoid your eyes he commands to keep walking. As the sun sets, the night comes and it’s better to rush to find his Zanpakuto spirit. It isn’t really safe to be on such places during the night, and even if he is one of the strongest captains there is no need to expose yourself to evitable dangers.

But, Hyōrinmaru is nowhere to be found and just like the sun hours ago shined bright in the sky now the moon was taking its place. Your captain run up a little hill to take a better look at the valley under it. “I still can’t sense him, so he might be masking his reiatsu… where the hell are you?” he whispers.

The silvery rays of the satellite make Toshiro’s white hair shine in different hues of argentum lights, and the way his Shihakusho flows with the subtle humid breeze hypnotizes you. “Beautiful man…” you think, biting your lip.

A sudden explosion that felt fresh and then icy blew several kilometres from where you are. Black clouds surrounded the sky, and the temperature drops. From extreme heat, to extreme cold.

Snowflakes begin falling from the clouds, intensely, like a snowstorm. In the middle of the summer, of a so exotic hot summer. An icy miracle… You shiver, the summer uniform isn’t enough to cover you and the cold creeps into your bones like stinging blades.

Your captain comes running down the little hill to check on you after the “icy explosion”. “Oi, (Name). Are you ok? Are you hurt?” he asks, suddenly and quickly grabbing your forearm.

“Y-es, Captain. What was that? Why is it snowing?” you ask, confused and evaluating some of the possibilities of why there was a snowstorm all of the sudden.

Toshiro sighs, because he knows too well why this is happening. “Hyōrinmaru, and probably Sode no Shirayuki have created this storm… my Zanpakuto has that ability” he informs you, and you quickly remember that time when he fought against Hallibel.

He seemed to be putting up with the cold pretty well, but you feel like dying of hypothermia shortly. Your teeth chatter, and your skin becomes bumpy all over. Even if you wanted to act like you were ok, you can’t.

And Toshiro notices it.

“Come here, you are gonna freeze” he says and surrounds you with his embrace. He hugs you, so all of the sudden and beautifully you aren’t even aware of this not being a dream. You inhale his scent as your nose gets pressed into the crook of his neck. He smells clean, like freshly out of the shower, and that sends you to heaven.

You are absolutely stunned to speak; you can’t pronounce any word. In fact, you don’t want to. You don’t want to break the hug; you want it to be eternal. Cold or not, you don’t care. If you were to die there, you would do it so happily.

But the storm gets even more intense, surrounded by white gusts of wind you can’t even see pass a few meters. You can sense Toshiro’s reiatsu growing, half annoyed, half understanding he needs to protect you.

“Let’s find shelter” he says, and when he does you realize he has aged just enough to show you his real form. He looks now like a young man, leaving aside his sweet childish façade to more sharp features.

“C-captain” you mumble, amazed by his change. “Heh, don’t be afraid. I just happened to age a little” he says, smirking and killing you with such beautiful gesture.

You let him take you somewhere else. Using his shunpo both of you quickly appear under a little cave the rocks have formed on one of the hills. At least you are covered from the high winds, and as much as he knew he could come back without any problem, he knew he couldn’t leave you alone. Not every person is an ice dragon.

“I should apologize for my Zanpakuto’s behaviour” he says, mortified and looking outside with burning eyes. He is gonna punish Hyōrinmaru… “It’s ok captain, they were probably suffering” you say in between the sounds of your teeth hitting with each other.

Toshiro uses kido to light some flames, even if the winds were enough to turn it off at any moment. He comes closer and sits right next to you. “Come here, you need to warm up” he says, and opens his arms waiting for you to fall over his chest.

You widen your eyes, isn’t he supposed to do something to stop the snow? Why is he asking you to hug him? His Shihakusho now is opened as he has grown and is unable to cover him up entirely.

“Oi, come on. You are gonna die if you don’t do it” he urges you.

“Of course, Toshiro just wants to save my life… this isn’t a romantic situat-“

He suddenly pulls you closer, once again you land over his chest, and his arms snake around your back. Your thoughts were cut short as he squeezes you tightly against his body.

“There, let’s stay like this. He is gonna get tired soon. You are right, Hyōrinmaru was suffering. The moment he feels better with the temperature he will stop. I can’t leave you here on your own, so I prefer to wait and when the climate conditions get better, we will come back, ok?”

“Y-yes, Taichou…” you moan, smiling against his bare chest. Even if he is almost made out of ice, his skin feels warm, warm and like home… After all, and maybe just for some time you will be on the arms of the man that you love.

Some time passes, and both of you, with reddish cold noses look at the sky from inside the little shelter. As if Hyōrinmaru was doing this on purpose, the clouds never covered the moon, and the snowflakes reflect such beautiful light on them. It feels magical and romantic, a fantasy, like fiction, like a romance novel.

“Thank you, Taichou. You shouldn’t hold back for me” you mumble, feeling perhaps like a burden to him. “I shouldn’t… but I want to. I want to protect you, (Name)” he says after clearing his throat, with his icy eyes fixed on the moon. His hand caresses your back up and down and you can’t stop yourself from looking up at his face.

His sharp jaw, his white hair…

Toshiro looked down at you when he noticed your insistent stare. “You don’t believe me?” he asks you, maybe a little troubled as he thinks you aren’t buying the “I want to protect you” part.

“Is not that, Captain… I- I-“ you stutter, maybe if you confess your feelings for him you will be kicked out of the squad… or he will reject you.

But, completely contrary to what you think Toshiro would ever do, he didn’t let you keep trying to say the words he already knew, and instead he planted a sweet peck on the tip of your nose.

“I really, really want to protect you” he whispers, getting closer to your lips. Lips you accept, melting in the sweetest, most warming kiss you have ever experienced in your life… 💖 ~

[youssefguedira]

Think your getting your wish for the panther motifs…

From the Facebook page.

IVE NEVER BEEN MORE EXCITED ABOUT AN IMAGE IN MY LIFE

[asjjohnson]

I just had the thought of making a future fic updating schedule of 'once in a blue moon'. (Partly for the pun.) ...But then I looked up how often blue moons happen, and it's only about once every two years. So... that's probably not a good updating schedule. :(

(I have an existing fic with an update schedule of 'Friday 13ths and Halloween'. I like the semi-randomness. I would like to think of similar schedules. ...Though I'd missed the last two update dates.)

[rae-writes]

angelic alteration

om brothers x reader

wc : 1.k

warnings: nsfw, corruption kink based

synopsis : when Solomon and Diavolo can't fix the problem, it's up to Mc

a/n : thought the angel event (og) could use some more spice so I poured my entire spice rack on it

“Mc…I’m afraid we have bad news.”

You sighed into the receiver, “Yeah? You guys can’t reverse the magic, can you?”

“Nope!” Solomon chirped cheerfully, “Diavolo and Michael’s magic mixed together too strongly for us to reverse ourselves. You’ll just have to wait for them to go back to normal, or…”

“Or…what?”

“Well, this is just a theory, but what if you just corrupted the angelic magic and forced their demonic sides back out?”

“Corrupted, huh..? I like the sound of that.”

†

“I can feel the magic trying to stop me…how. stupidly. annoying.” Lucifer accentuated each word of his complaint with a sharp thrust, face pinched in concentration as sweat beaded at his temple. 

He’d be damned if something as trivial as a hexed bracelet from the celestial realm kept him from indulging in you, the one temptation he would never dare ignore. 

Your nails dug crescent moons into his shoulders, thighs squeezing at his hips tightly as you moaned and panted beneath him. “Lu-ci-fer! S-slow d-own!” 

He growled and sped up in response, snapping his hips into you harshly, “How dare they try to turn me back? I am the Avatar. Of. Pride!” Once again, each word was accentuated with a thrust, making his cock hit deeper and deeper each time. 

And he was so fucking proud each time he had you a moaning mess underneath him, crying out his name, begging him not to stop— you made his sin flood his entire body every time. 

An electric charge cracked through the air for a brief second before the bangle broke in half, magic forcibly shattering under Lucifer’s sheer prowess. 

He grinned sharply, capturing your legs against your chest in a mating press as he went even harder. His wings shedded to black, spanning out proudly behind him as the halo melted down into his horns. 

“I’m going to ruin you, do you hear me? You’re not leaving this bed- not tonight, or in the morning, or maybe even until tomorrow afternoon…I’m keeping you until I’ve had my fill.”

†

The sight of Mammon’s blue eyes peering up while his mouth was busy pleasuring you had always been a pretty sight— the shimmering halo was only a little bonus this time. 

But you wanted his horns to hold onto. “Just like that, Mams…doing so well, pretty boy.” Your hips rocked over his mouth, grinning down at him with gold flickering in your eyes. 

He was all about giving now that the bangle had taken hold, which even before, Mammon always keened when you sat on his face and just used him. 

The second born was moaning and whining and whimpering against your skin as his tongue lapped up everything he could, “Mmph- like this? ‘M I doing good, Mc?” 

“Y-yeah, baby, fuck— so good…” you carded your fingers through Mammon’s hair, feeling him get more and more excited before you lifted up off his face. 

And he was absolutely distraught with the lack of your taste, desperate cry leaving him as he tried to chase after you. “No, no, no! Mc, please, come back— wasn’t done, wanna taste you still, wanna make you feel good, please!” 

The laugh you let out made him whine even louder, fingers gripping frantically at your thighs. It was like a switch flipped, magic being overtaken by his greed. 

His eyes flickered gold like yours, a whiny growl escaping him. He forced you on your back within a second, mouth working at you even more desperately now as he held you down and took what he wanted— and he wanted to make you cum. 

“Jus’ let me, please let me make you cum— you taste so good, Mc, I don’t wanna stop. Want you to scream my name and yank my hair, grip my horns, just give me more- more, more, more!” 

†

A small shriek left Levi when you rammed against his prostate, hiccuped cries of your name following. His back arched, wings flaring out behind him, making you hit even deeper spots inside of him. 

With his new attitude, he’d been letting everyone else spend time with you and he was finally feeling the built up envy creep along his spine, right beside the spikes of pleasure. 

“Aww…look at you. So sweet for me, huh? Why so shy, Levi? Wasn’t this what you meant about strengthening connections?” 

Garbled sounds left him, courtesy of your fingers stuffed in his mouth. His eyes rolled back, hands gripping at your hips desperately, though it wasn’t clear if he was pushing you away or pulling you closer.

“How am I gonna know I’m doing good if you don’t tell me, ‘vi? C’mon, sweet thing, tell me. Or do you not want me?” 

It was like you asked the unthinkable. A loud whine left him and his tail returned, knocking the halo right off his head before it coiled around your abdomen. 

“No! I want you, I want you so badly, please keep fucking me— don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Diamond shaped scales scattered across his body as the magic wore out. 

You cooed, thrusting into him sharply, making his body lurch, “Good boy, Leviathan..” 

†

“Fuck!” Satan cries out, fingers digging into his white wings to try and keep them from fluttering. His back arched almost painfully, loudly begging you to keep going. 

“Oh, look at you…” the coos that left you made him flush red, giving you a great sense of satisfaction. This was the most he’d been riled up since putting that ridiculous bangle on.

Your thighs were burning at the unforgiving pace you were riding him at, beads of sweat splashing onto his skin, so you decided to change the game a little. 

“Come on, Tannie, if you want it, work for it.” You settled your weight on top of him, ceasing your movements as you cockwarmed him instead. 

A displeased growl comes from the back of his throat, eyes snapping open with a glowing green. “Mc, move! Please!” 

Slowly, the halo above his head began to flicker and dim before it shattered, dissipating in the air. Another growl escaped him as his wings followed suit, tail lashing out like a whip. 

“That’s it— c’mon-!” You gasped when he yanked you forwards, chest pressing against his as his tail locked you in place. The only sounds that could leave you now were broken moans as he fucked you almost viciously. 

“You know how I feel about you fucking. teasing. me. Feels good doesn’t it? Yeah? Cause I’m not stopping. ‘M not stopping until I physically can’t fuck you anymore— fuck, I needed you.” 

†

Unabashed moans echo off the walls of Asmo’s bathroom as the fifth born writhes under your touch. The sound of water sloshing makes his cheeks burn fiery red and the sound of you moaning back at him makes it even worse. 

“W-wait! You d-don’t have to— oh!” 

“Shh, Azzy…’m just taking care of you. You were so hard and aching…could see it even though you tried to hide under the water.” 

The white feathers ruffled with pleasure (slowly shedded away and turning back), hips jerking frantically to chase the pleasure. The bangle’s magic was completely buried under how hot you made him feel and the feeling of you licking along the edges of his leathery wings increased it ten fold. 

“Yes, Mc, like that— don’t stop, just like that, just like that!” Amso curled over on you, horns knocking against your shoulder as he cried out even louder. 

You fisted his cock harder and swiped your thumb over the tip relentlessly, “Yeah? Made you feel so good, you corrupted yourself, huh? Pretty little Azzy…come on, cum.” 

The squeal he let out cracked halfway through, broken cries of your name following like a mantra. His hand encased yours, making sure you didn’t stop jerking him off. 

“K-keep going, don’t stop! Wanna cum for you again ‘n again, gotta make up for when I was giving you away to the others, please, please, let me cum again for you!”

†

“H-haaah…ah! M-Mc…what’re you..o-oh..doing?” 

“You said it made you happier seeing others get to eat, so…” you hummed, licking your lips before digging your tongue back into the slit of his cock, “I’m just..enjoying my meal…” 

Beel had always lost his cool when you went down on him, finding your mouth to be too good at pleasuring him. The growl he let out was something only a demon could make. 

The glowing of the bangle did nothing to deter you— in fact, you only laughed and peered up at him with the red sin of gluttony swirling through your irises. With another hum, you enveloped his cock in your mouth and forced your head as far down as you could, swallowing around him. 

He tried so hard to not buck into your mouth or grip at your head as the magic worked to keep his ravenous nature at bay, but…that’s just not who he was anymore. 

“C’mon, Beelie…want you to cum in my mouth, I wanna taste you..pretty please? Let me have it…” 

A low groan fell past his lips, hips finally jerking up and accidentally making you choke. A rushed apology was given as his fingers tangled in your hair and gently guided your head at a faster pace. 

The beating of his insectual wings was rapid as he got closer, magic completely dissipating when he let out a sound akin to a small roar, grabbing at his own horns when he came. 

Watching you pull away with visibly stuffed cheeks, slowly working on swallowing it all (though drops still ran down your chin) made a sharp pang shoot through him. 

“Thank you…you always make me feel so good, Mc…but..now ‘m hungry. Let me return the favor..wanna taste you too.” 

†

“A-are you sure…this is o-okay?” Belphie chokes out quietly, hands pressing down on your hips to keep you pinned to the bed with your knees bent to your sides. 

Your fingers curl in the sheets, body lurching forward at each thrust, “yeah, ‘s okay— feels good, doesn’t it? You’re doing so good, Bel…” 

The clipped whines and gasps that Belphie was making made his cheeks flair with an embarrassed flush; but you were right. It felt so. fucking. good. And he didn’t think he ever wanted to stop. 

Through the pleasure, it was easy to ignore the glowing bangle on his wrist and the voice in the back of his head telling him that he should have more reservations- that he shouldn’t be doing this— that voice wasn’t even his. Belphie wanted this, he did! 

As your hands stretched back to claw at his lower stomach, you moaned out his name and wiggled your hips, begging him to go faster. 

“Please, Bel…know you can go f-faster than this, want you to fuck me— please, please, please! Don’t wan’ you to be an angel, want you to be my demon again-!” 

Magic cracked in the air, sending the hair on the back of your neck rising before a familiar tail curled around your stomach and yanked your lower half higher up, forcing your chest further into the mattress. 

The attic bed creaked with the force he slammed into you at, whines mixing with growls now; his horns pressed against your skin as he rested his forehead against your back, making it arch even more.  “Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless again? Couldn’t even go a couple days without having me play with you, fuck, you’re such a slut for me.”

[iamthescalesofjustice]

i think that, just as the the principle now known as heart used to be known as wheel, that before the rise of human invention and thus the wheel (hour) it was part of tide (principle, but under the domain of the namesake hour). 

[stayallnite]