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Main Event Post.

June 27 is pick a Kink and Tropes day!

I have a little list below. I'll keep adding on as more come to mind but do offer any suggestions.

Have some fun. Pick your own. Have someone pick for you. Use a random generator and see what you get!!!

Tell us what you get or SURPRISE us!

KiNKs

Asphyxiation/Choking

Breeding

Group Orgy

Knotting

Degradation/Humiliation

Edging

Face Sitting

Impact Play

BDSM

Leash and collar

Overstimulation

Public Sex

Cock warming

Threesome

Double Penetration

Hair Pulling

Age Gap

Handcuffs

Biting

Role playing

Virgin (reader or character

Pegging

Sleepy sex

Web cam

Daddy kink

Lingerie

Oral fixation

Toys

Car sex

Dry humping

Sex machine

Size kink

Praise kink

Tropes

Fake Dating

Enemies to Lovers

Friends to Lovers

Forbidden Love

Arranged Marriage

Love Triangle

One Bed

Slow Burn

Memory Loss/Amnesia

Secret Identity

Secret Admirer

Second Chance Romance

Opposites attract

Secret Relationship

Accidental confession

Bickering Lovers

Power Couple

Friends with Benefits and stay as friends

Friends with Benefits turn to lovers

Soulmates

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The set schedule for our writing event!

Here is a breakdown of each day:

June 22: Alternate Universe (prompts provided or pick your own!)

June 23: Original Characters- OCs (stories, profiles, artwork, songs, inspirstions etc)

June 24: Drabble Challenge 100 words or less (prompts provided or use random generator )

June 25: Favorite ship/ self ship/ poly ship etc.

June 26: TELL IT YOUR WAY. Recreate and rewrite your favourite Bleach moment in your own words! (thank you @myrottingbrain for the suggestion)

June 27: Kink and Tropes (combine a kink and a trope. Here is a list for some prompts and I deas. Pick your own, have someone pick it for you or random generator!) OR OOC (let’s write a character completely out of character and be proud of it!)

June 28: end with PRIDE!!!! Celebrate PRIDE Month 🏳️‍🌈

Some rules/things to keep in mind:

- You do not have to participate in all events! Pick and choose and no pressure! This is all for fun!

- I will provide a list of prompts by next week but you can always freestyle it and use your own prompts.

- You can combine days!! Example: Integrate the kink and tropes into the alternate universe!

- No AI generated fics. Please.

- Smut, fluff, angst, dark content, anything is acceptable. But be careful with controversial and problematic topics. It’s on you to understand what is considered problematic or not. Be mindful of tumblr rules.

- Label your posts accordingly. Add triggers, warnings and content warnings in the beginning of the post!

- You can reblog old fics as long as you wrote them and it falls in one of those categories.

- Use the #bleachsmutfest2025 on new posts! If reblogging an old post, tag me in the comments of that post.

- This isn't just a writing event. I have fun games, polls, interview with writers planned out!

- Most importantly, Have fun! Don't put pressure on yourself. Late submissions are totally ok! This is for fun and to appreciate our writers and their writing, not put stress on them!!!

🩷

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Thank you for the submission!

Rojuro as Overprotective Dad × Izuru as his Lieutenant and his soon-to-be son-in-law.

I don't know whether it's too late to submit this. But, let's write some. It's both headcanon and short fiction compilation.

What if Rōjūrō's daughter dated Izuru?

Part 1: Rōjūrō found his daughter's love letter. Without mentioning any name, he knew the letter was for Izuru.

Rōjūrō shockedt. His jaw dropped. He had never been this shocked when he heard about anything about his daughter. His only little princess. The one he spoiled the most with ultimate princess treatment ever since she was a baby.

When he heard something about Sonoka, his beautiful daughter turned down a lot of guys in Seireitei, he just chuckled, then he said, "That's my girl. She knows who's worth for her."

But this?

He massages his temple. How could she have feelings for his lieutenant? Not because Izuru is a bad guy. He's a really good guy. Too good, even after Gin left him in ultimate despair. Rōjūrō hoped that someday he found any guy with the same good qualities as him to be her daughter's future suitor.

But not Izuru Kira himself. That guy's too old for his daughter. Their age gap is about 100+ years.

"Taichou, you calling me?"

Soon after he summoned to 3rd Division captain's office, Izuru came to Rōjūrō's office and started their conversation with the same formal tone.

"Izuru, you read that. Didn't you?"

Rōjūrō, straight to the point, asked him. It's not sound intimidating, but still, he was interrogating him.

Izuru was confused, but later, he understood what was his captain talked about.

Ah, that brown-enveloped love letter, written in a pink paper. The envelope that he thought it was this month's salary bonus for him.

"I think I don't deserve it, Taichou. I mean, to be loved by her romantically. I always treated her as my own little sister"

Rōjūrō intrigued. As expected from his dutiful lieutenant. But were his words true?

"What should I do, Taichou? To be honest, I was confused"

Rōjūrō laughed. Something that Izuru rarely found. His lieutenant is too plain to understand this. But since it involved his daughter, Rōjūrō should do something.

"It's up to you. But when you decide to chase her, you gotta pay the price"

For this time, Izuru proved something that he suspected for long. Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi is actually a good man. But when his daughter is involved, he's far more dangerous than his previous captain.

Part 2: "Taichou, I'm in love with your daughter. We just officially dated yesterday"

It took about three years after their conversation about Sonoka's love letter. When he thought Izuru wouldn't love his daughter back, the truth before him was entirely different.

Without he knowing, some of 3rd Division members (mostly new recruits who are secretly in love with Sonoka) talk badly about Izuru behind his back.

"Sonoka-sama doesn't deserve a nearly-dead man like him"

"Half of his body is artificial. How can she love someone with artificial body parts?"

Soon after, Rōjūrō summoned Izuru to his office. He had to know why Sonoka was dragged now when they talked about Izuru.

"Tell me, Izuru. How could almost every guy in Seireitei hated you?"

Inhale, exhale. Izuru did it about five times before he confessed to his captain. To his girlfriend's father.

Her overprotective and spoiling father.

"Taichou, I'm in love with your daughter. We just officially dated yesterday"

Okay. Enough explanation. Now Rōjūrō found out about why his lieutenant became Seireitei's most hated man overnight.

"Well, I don't hate you for that. My daughter deserves to be loved"

A sheer relief sparked in Izuru's heart. But it doesn't last long.

"Beware, Izuru. You still had to pass my tests"

Izuru just nodded. Then, he left his captain alone. His suspicion was just started.

After Izuru left him alone, Rōjūrō was dramatically crying while holding Sonoka's framed baby photo, hugged by him.

"My baby! My princess! My precious! Why did you leave your poor dad like this?!"

Meanwhile, in the 10th Division's Barrack, Sonoka Ōtoribashi sneezed.

Part 3: "Don't touch her. Okay, maybe holding hands is enough. Don't get further!"

"Izuru, listen. I still haven't approve you to date my Sono-chan. Don't touch her!"

As Sonoka's father, Rōjūrō thought that he must set the boundaries for Izuru when he dated his daughter. One of the boundaries he set is about physical touch.

"I can do it, Taichou. But, Abarai-kun said that at least, couples should holding hand while they're on date" Izuru tried to reason.

"Okay! Maybe holding hands is enough. Don't get further!" Rōjūrō

Izuru wrote himself a mental note. And he tried to avoid more intimate physical touch with Sonoka. Religiously.

But in reality?

Sonoka kissed his cheek as a goodbye after a date. In front of Ōtoribashi house.

Rōjūrō was freezing. Almost seizured when he saw it. His baby girl is the one who broke the boundary he set.

Part 4: Not Shinji, pulled a prank on Rōjūrō. Provoking him whenever he sees them walk together.

Shinji is always intrigued when he sees Izuru and Sonoka walking around Seireitei as lovers. He's always happy when he could told Rōjūrō anything about their date. Of course, in hyperbolic way. He loves to see if Rōjūrō would scold Izuru for something he actually didn't do.

Just like today. The reality is, Izuru only whispering something to Sonoka. But Shinji told Rōjūrō the otherwise.

"Rose! I caught them nearly kissed!"

Lie. Absolutely lie. No, Shinji isn't pathological liar. But he's just told him so to prank him.

"WHA—"

"Not only that! He hugged her tight after that like a romance movie!"

Lie #2. Shinji can sensed that Rōjūrō will started his dramatic cry soon.

"NO! MY BABY GIRL!"

Shinji grinned. His "mission" is success. On the other hand, Rōjūrō nearly fainted. He's shocked.

"Rose, you okay?"

Shinji still pretends to be worried about him. Actually, he's happy to pull a prank on him.

"Shinji, get me to 4th Division Barrack. I think I'm gonna pass out"

Shinji just grinned and immediately carried Rōjūrō's bigger body on his shoulder. Straight to 4th Division Barrack.

Part 5: Spying goes wrong

Rōjūrō, like other overprotective fathers, has thousands of ways to monitor her daughter and Izuru while they were on a date. He even used his youngest son, Tsukiya, to spy on Sonoka. He just wants to know that his daughter is completely safe and Izuru doesn't do anything wrong to her.

"Tsukki, use your spying skill. Spy on your Nee-chan for me"

"Go spying on her by yourself, Tou-chan"

"You sure you don't want extra tofu dishes from me for a month, Tsukki?"

Tsukiya sighed. He never liked this kind of order. As Onmitsukidō member, he's well-trained for espionage. But not for spying on his sister! He only did his father's ridiculous order for his favorite tofu dish.

"Fine. I'm gonna report by evening after dinner"

Tsukiya hides between tree branches and keeps spying on Sonoka and Izuru. So far, there's nothing wrong with them. Just a casual conversation about their daily life, sometimes Sonoka said she's tired of doing piles of paperwork as 8th seat, and sometimes they gossip on Rōjūrō.

But when Sonoka looks on to the branches, she finds something strange. A big black shadow is too big for a size of shadow. Sometimes moving swiftly left and right, but without left any sound.

"What's wrong, Sonoka?" Izuru asked.

"Oh, I just spotted a little tofu monster wearing Onmitsukidō garments, sneaking around and watching us. It must be Ōtoribashi-taichou's secret mission"

Without further explanation, Izuru knew they were under Tsukiya's watch. It must be Rōjūrō's order.

Too late. Tsukiya ran away fast with enough detail to report. But Sonoka, on the other hand, caught him in 4K while spying on her.

Tsukiya got himself the worst humiliation for Onmitsukidō – getting caught red-handed while he's doing so-called "espionage mission." Tsukiya is lucky that it was an unofficial mission.

Part 6: Brother-in-law is one of Kenpachi's most brutal warriors

Raku Ōtoribashi is Rōjūrō's first son. By look, he looks exactly like Rōjūrō, but rougher with slightly softer feature and intimidating aura (though he's actually a jokester).

Raku's strength is no joke. He entered the 11th Division after graduating from Shin'ō Academy as the best student. On his first day, he challenged Kenpachi Zaraki to a duel and told him he would take 12th Kenpachi title. Zaraki, impressed by both his skill, endurance, and strong will, granted him a 7th seat after a year without hesitation.

And now, Izuru had to face him. 11th Division's Golden-haired Demon. Izuru had known all of Rōjūrō's children ever since they were kid. But seeing Raku grown into a bloodthirsty, battle-crazed shinigami like other 11th Division's members, it was shocking him.

Raku just gets himself bare-chested. Battle scars spread everywhere in his wide shoulder and muscular torso. His beautiful signature full-back blooming sakura tree tattoo appears. That's how he always did before battling everyone.

"Relaxed. I'm just resting, Izuru-nii. DAMN! HOW COULD OYAJI SURVIVED HERE?! THE AIRCON HASN'T BEEN REPAIRED FOR AGES!"

Izuru exhaled. He thought he would duel him in the backyard.

"Don't mind Oyaji, Izuru-nii. Sometimes, he'll lose his dignity when something happens to Sonoka. Oyaji spoiled her since day one"

Raku just laughed warmly. He makes Izuru more relaxed for a while. Till he unsheated his sealed black-hilted zanpakuto and clean its sharp long blade.

"But, you know that I protected her since we were just a little kid. If you ever make her cry, you'll taste the sharp edge of my zanpakuto, Izuru-nii"

Now, Raku is back to his factory setting. 11th Division brutal warrior.

"Isn't it interesting, fight against one of Zaraki-taichou's monsters? Isn't it, Izuru-nii?"

Raku is just saying it calmly. Sitting on the couch, bare-chested, polishing his zanpakuto's blade.

And now, Izuru is more terrified of his captain's carbon copy. Silently, he's considering buying a coffin and a piece of land beside his parents' grave after this. Just in case he hurt Sonoka unintentionally, he can be buried beside them.

Part 7: Rōjūrō cries a lot and undignified in their wedding day

Sonoka Ōtoribashi dresses beautifully on her wedding day. She's already pretty, but her wedding attire makes her looks more stunning.

When she recited her wedding vow, Rōjūrō can't stop crying dramatically. Started from this day, Sonoka is officially married with Izuru. Rōjūrō felt like Izuru has stolen his princess forever. Suddenly, his dramatic cry caught everyone's attention. The elegant, poised, and refined 3rd Division Captain can cried undignified in his daughter's wedding.

When the wedding kiss has started, Rōjūrō cried even more. Now, his spoiled little princess will become Izuru's wife. He'll no longer spoiled her like he did in the past. He cried even more undignified when they shared the wedding kiss longer. Even the priest had to break them for taking it too long.

Little did Rōjūrō knew that his dramatic cry would become Seireitei Communication's hottest news in the next edition.

Extra: "Taichou, can you tell me how to make a child?"

Now Izuru officially become Rōjūrō's son-in-law. But is it become easier to talked to him, as they're family now?

No, it isn't.

The plain Izuru is confused now. He and Sonoka always wanted to have a child, but they don't know where they should start. He already asked Renji, but Renji's answer was too vague. He didn't understand.

So, Izuru, by his initiative, asked Rōjūrō about how to have a child. After all, he's experienced. He had three children (including Sonoka), so he has more than enough experience to teach him to.

"Taichou" Izuru called Rōjūrō.

"Got any problem, Izuru?" Rojuro responded to him with his usual soft-spoken manner.

"...Taichou, can you tell me how to make a child?"

Silent. Ultimate silent moment.

Izuru suddenly felt guilty. He shouldn't asked his captain about this.

"You WHAT?"

"I–I want to have a child with Sonoka, but I don't know how to start"

Rōjūrō suddenly imagined how he made his children with his wife. Then, he suddenly concerned that Izuru would do the same to Sonoka. The pain, the blood, the scream...

Oh, no. Rōjūrō shakes his head.

"Asked anyone else. Or watch something"

Izuru is even more confused. Rōjūrō's answer is even more vague than what Renji said to him earlier.

Who should he ask about this, then?

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Here is the Masterlist for the RozuruPalooza 2025 Event! (I will add late entries as I get them. NSFW content is below the cut.)

Fan Art:

@toxictaicho

Izuru portrait

Nurse Izuru

@niscuit-gravy

Sunset and Marigolds (RoZuru)

Thinking About Drowning (RoZuru)

Chin Up. Marigold (RoZuru)

@hollownekomata

Throw the Cat at him! (Rose + OC)

@uruka

Birthday Surprise (RoZuru + OC)

@kryptoniteforsale

Gift Exchange (RoZuru)

SFW Fan Fic

@ripncurl Dad!Rōjūrō and son-in-law!Izuru

NSFW entries below! MDNI!

NSFW Fan Fic

@villainsrtasty

Three for Three (Rose x F!reader x Izuru)

@bleach-your-panties

Plaything (RoZuru x F!reader)

@whitefoxfiction

Rose SFW/NSFW Alphabets

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Poor Hisagi lol

New Kubo art!

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The facial expression! I'm dying! (Sigh... now I have another story on my wip list. lol)

Rose blinked - Burn the Witch in his hands. While Izuru stared at Bashō’s Haiku.

Rose smiled - soft, sincere. And Izuru, just barely, smiled back.

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Thank you! This is lovely! 😍

So nice that 3 of my fav blonde bois have birthdays so close to each other <3 Two of them are on the pic, the third one will get his gift later <3 Rose bringing Izuru for the sirprise cake Maiko made for him <3

That's also my entry for #RoZuruPalooza2025

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Today is the last official day for the event, but don't forget: Late submissions are open! I've decided to keep late submissions open until the end of April. Reblogs of old content with the event tag are welcomed, as long as it is your original work!

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Yes, please and thank you!!

To all my writers who have a tough time with smut terms and not knowing which ones to use, I have found the holy grail for us.

This reddit user took a poll of 3,500 people and went really in depth with asking their favorite terminology, along with actual pie charts on what the readers preferred to see in their smut.

Here's the direct link to the Google doc with all the info!

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Frog butt! Mayuri! Wheee! (I love this!)

KUROTSUCHI WEEK DAY 4

Maggot's Nest/Blue and Gold/Hobby

Poisonous FROGS!!

I think Kurotsuchi would keep a good variety of poisonous animals, frogs being one of them!

He'd proudly show you if you asked and recite every detail that he finds fascinating about them. You'll probably be listening to a two hour lecture on frogs with no possibility to escape. Enjoy!

I wanted to leave you all with a close up because my god did I enjoy drawing this lil dude!! One day I want to feel as bonita as it does.

Also... look at that butt!! 🥹❤️

I couldn't resist, sorry not sorry!

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This didn't make me sniffle. Nope. Not one bit!

chin up, marigold

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Happy Birthday Izuru! It's always better to drown IN someone than with them. We're here for you. 😉

i've been thinking about drowning, is it better or worse alone?

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A sexy, sassy birthday reblog! @bleach-your-panties, you always kn how to deliver the HEAT! 🥵

;PLAYTHING ✧》 - rose otoribashi x fem reader x izuru kira

syn: both your captain and lieutenant have very calming and alluring presences...so much so that you find yourself undeniably attracted to them..

cw: oral (m! and f! receiving), fingering (f! receiving), head pushing (m! receiving), head crushing (m! receiving), face-fucking (f! receiving), squirting, threesome (mfm)

a/n: ✧ my 1st submission for nara's (@honeybleed)'s underrated characters collab ! also for both of these handsome men's birthdays! rose (mar 17♓) and my hubby zuzu (mar 27♈)

dividers: @/benkeibear, @/cafekitsune

wc: 2.7k

press "play" ▶️

You in our playhouse

Let’s play

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Captain Otoribashi and Lieutenant Kira intrigue you.

Before joining the Third Division as a recruit, you had heard a lot about Kira.

Mainly about his exceptional leadership skills and how he headed the 3rd Division independently after the defection of Sosuke Aizen’s group. An impressive feat, indeed.

From what you’d learned about the shorter blonde-haired man, he keeps to himself fairly often and takes his job as Lieutenant quite seriously. 

The squad members trust him wholeheartedly and, whenever a problem arises, he is quick to find a solution, make a plan, and execute it. 

On the other hand, Captain Otoribashi is a bit more lax in his leadership style.

In no way is he a lazy superior, though; and, from seeing him in battle, you know that he is quite the capable fighter as well. The added perk of him being a Visored along with a captain-level shinigami leaves you feeling more than secure within this Division.

—-

You’d see either Captain Otoribashi or Lieutenant Kira around frequently and you’d shoot them polite smiles and waves, them doing the same in return. 

One day, you needed to deliver some reports from another division to Captain Otoribashi, and when he called for you to come inside, you saw him lounging leisurely on a futon in his office, strumming a guitar.

Lieutenant Kira sat not too far from Otoribashi with one lean leg outstretched in front of him while the other was tucked across his lap. He had on a pair of black reading glasses and had a pen cap sticking out of his mouth while he wrote something down in a notebook.

When you stepped into their line of sight, Kira lifted his head in your direction and shot you a warm smile, his back-left first and second molars holding onto the pen cap whilst he did.

What if he smiled at you that way while you traced your fingers along his chiseled jawline and up through the soft, golden threads around his ears? 

A small gulp and a quickening heart rate quickly reminded you of your task at hand; you handed the files to Captain Otoribashi.

“Thank you very much, L/N.” Rose nodded at you and set the file on the table in front of him before returning to his task, nimble fingers fiddling with the strings on the guitar set in his lap.

What if that guitar were replaced with your body? Having his fingers thrum along your thighs, stroking them up and down while your head rests in the crook of his shoulder as the neck of the guitar does?

‘What am I thinking…they are my superiors. I can’t think of them in that manner!’

Your thoughts continued to plague you as you gave a polite bow and excused yourself. 

On the walk back to your living quarters, you began a monologue with your intrusive thoughts.

‘I didn’t know that they were that close’ 

‘Well it makes sense, they have probably worked alongside each other for a long time and have grown to find comfort in each other’s presence.’

—-

That same occurrence took place each time: you needed to deliver paperwork to your captain’s office and ended up catching both of them reclining leisurely inside - until, one day, Captain Otoribashi invited you to stay for lunch.

“I’ve noticed how diligent you’ve been in your duties since joining the Third Division. I must say that I’m quite impressed with your work ethic. In a way, you remind me of Lieutenant Kira here.” 

Of course, the aforementioned man was there, in the same position as he was the last time. 

Izuru’s deep blue eyes trailed up your back as you stepped further into the room. His glasses slipped down onto the bridge of his nose, but he didn’t make a move to return them to their rightful place.

“Thank you for having me, sirs. I appreciate the invitation.” You dipped your upper body into a bow, Izuru’s eyes never leaving your form.

You decided to sit next to him on the couch and pull out your bento box. 

When you turned your head to the side to politely ask Izuru if he’d like to try one of your homemade riceballs, he was already looking at you.

“Is there something wrong, Lieutenant Kira?”

“Izuru is fine,” he said, not answering your question, “Sure, I’d like to try one.”

His eyes bore into you, studying every curve and dip in your face. 

You sucked in a gasp when he leaned his head towards you, lips parted to accept the bite of food from you.

Rose let out a deep chuckle, seemingly to remind you that he was there as well. Your face bloomed with heat and you lowered your chopsticks back into the box.

A large hand came down onto your shoulder and then Rose’s face was next to yours.

So close that you could smell the scent of raspberry gum on his breath as he moved to whisper into your ear. Warmth trickled from his lips onto your skin.

“May I try one as well?”

“I-oh, where are my manners? Of course, you may, Captain.” 

Rose nearly nuzzled his face into your neck to get to the piece of food offered up on your chopsticks. Since he was standing behind the couch and leaning over you, his long, wavy blonde tresses fell across your exposed clavicles.

A soft sigh left your lips, causing Izuru to snap his head in your direction. 

The couch is an L-shaped sectional; you and Rose are situated in the corner of the L while Izuru is seated to your right.

“May I ask you a question, L/N-san?”

The tone of Rose’s voice didn't at all match the formalities that rolled off of his tongue seductively.

While you were distracted with trying to find the implication in his question, Izuru was maneuvering onto the floor in front of you.

“Yes, of course, Captain.”

Rose did move his face into your neck then, inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume. Without hesitation, he boldly asked:

“Do you find Lieutenant Kira and I…attractive?” 

Caught off guard, you let out a surprised gasp: were you that obvious around them?

“Captain Otoribashi, I-”

He cut you off: “Do you want us to pleasure you?”

Hands feeling suddenly clammy, you closed the lid on the bento and set it on the coffee table. 

Rose’s hands rested on your shoulders and slowly began to make their way down.

Your eyelids fluttered, but you caught yourself before your eyes could completely shut completely

“I-I would very much like that, Captain, but isn’t this - wouldn’t it be inappropriate to-”

“Shh. Hush.”

He had gotten the answer that he needed; that was Rose’s only concern at the moment.

He moved from behind you and stalked towards Izuru. A thin, black ribbon was pulled from his pocket and used to pull Izuru's hair out of his face. 

Rose secured it tightly behind his head in a low ponytail so you could see Izuru's handsome face completely.

When Izuru looked up at you from under his bang - blue eyes dark with want - you almost came right then and there.

“H-how did you know that I'd agree?”

“Hmm, call it ‘captain’s intuition.”

Rose put his hands on Izuru’s shoulders and the smaller blonde shifted his gaze from you to his captain to give an affirmative nod.

“Izuru is excellent at eating pussy.” 

The heat swelled in your cheeks as the two seemed to have a silent conversation detailing how they’d choose to carry out their plan of becoming sexually intimate with you.

“May I?”

Izuru’s fingers were a bit cold as they ghosted up your bare legs. The shortened pants of your shinigami uniform allowed him access to caress your legs upward towards your thighs.

“Oh..” A soft moan eased between your lips and out into the room when his hands moved up your thighs, thumbs rubbing small circles into them while he searched for the band of your panties.

Simultaneously, Rose began kissing your neck - his nose rubbed against your collar while his hair tickled your exposed shoulders.

“Such a sultry uniform you choose to wear..” The longer-haired man mused between kisses peppered up your neck and onto your jawline.

“I agree: alluring in all the right ways while leaving just enough to the imagination,” Izuru added, barely above a whisper.

The temperature in the room skyrocketed as you sat with your back arched off the soft couch cushion with Rose hunched over your form and Izuru worshipping your legs and thighs from below.

Never had you thought you’d end up in a situation such as this, but you were ever so grateful that they’d chosen you as the center of their passion.

Izuru found the thin band to your underwear and hooked two fingers into it while his opposite hand gripped the material of your shorts and yanked them down.

“Can you hold your legs up for me, darling?” 

His voice was so soft and exuded pure confidence, along with dominance. It made a fire flare in your belly, as well as your loins.

While the Lieutenant finished undressing you, Rose began undressing himself.

Your neck was now littered with tiny love bites, reminiscent of mosquito bites that you’d likely be able to pass off as such due to the current summer weather.

With your bottoms now discarded somewhere across the room, Izuru crawled between your legs and lowered himself into a kneeling position until he was at eye level with your pussy lips.

The visual of his handsome, angelic face between your legs would be one that you wouldn’t forget for a long time to come.

“If you want to stop, just say ‘blue’.” He whispered and waited for your confirmation, which you gave in the form of a stuttered ‘please.’

Rose was no longer behind you now, but standing to your left and stroking his cock. 

One leg hiked up onto the arm of the couch while the other flexed straight. He took a gentle hold of the back of your neck and leaned down to pull you into a heated, open-mouthed kiss.

At the same time, Izuru licked an experimental stripe between your folds, his tongue following a straight path until it reached your clit, where he swirled it around the pulsating nub and then sucked.

Your eyes drifted closed and you moaned into Rose’s mouth, making the older man smirk in return. 

With a wet ‘pop’ he freed you from the kiss and rested two fingers on your bottom lip.

“Open.”

Obliging with no hesitation, you let him in and began to suckle on his long, dexterous fingers - those same fingers that he used to sign the reports that you brought to him. The same fingers that he used to tune his guitar.

Those same fingers were now inside your mouth, and you were loving every second of it.

When he was satisfied with how wet you’d gotten them, Rose pulled them from your mouth and gripped his cock. With his height and current position, you could sit straight up and his crotch would be level with your head.

“I’ll do my best not to hurt you, little one. Think you can take me?”

With all the confidence you could muster, you gave him a short nod, but you didn’t know how true that silent statement would turn out to be. 

His cock definitely matches his height; lengthy and girthy with a curve that will fill every crevice of your mouth in the best ways.

To not be outdone, Izuru propped your legs open further and pressed a finger inside your cunt, curling it ever so slightly. 

He waited to gauge your reaction and was satisfied when he was met by soft curses and moans from above.

Rose guided his cock towards your mouth and you took hold of the base, thumbing at his ball sack before suckling at one of the veins that sprouted up the left side.

“Ah, God…” He grunted with his head thrown back. “Don’t you dare tease me. Take it all.”

You kissed up his length, eyeing him with low-lidded e/c irises that made him groan louder.

When you took his tip into your mouth, he cursed under his breath and dropped his head to his chest so he could observe you sucking him off.

Izuru was working a second finger into your hole now while his tongue slowly licked and swirled all over your drenched folds. Your pussy was flooding his tongue with your sweet nectar and he was eager to drink up every last drop.

“S-s-shit. So good…Both of you…aghh…make me so fucking proud..”

Rose’s large hand gripped Izuru by the hair and pushed his face further between your legs until his entire face had disappeared.

You moaned around Rose’s cock at the loud, wet, slurping sounds of Izuru eating you out. Your thighs clenched his head, holding him in place as he moved his tongue into your hole.

If you didn’t have Rose’s cock in your mouth, you would’ve screamed; of all the partners you’d previously had, Izuru was hands-down the best with oral.

To give himself a chance to breathe, Izuru pressed his nose into your inner thigh along with his lips, giving it a sweet kiss that made your heart flutter.

A fluttery feeling like ten thousand butterflies erupted in your belly; you knew that you were getting close to your end.

“I can feel you shivering, my love. Go ahead and let go, Izuru will clean you up nice and well, isn’t that right, Izuru?” Rose managed to stutter out, followed by a string of curses once he felt his cockhead hit the back of your throat.

You didn’t want to cum so quickly, but Izuru was just too skilled with his mouth and fingers. 

He pulled his head back just enough to spit on your pussy and rub it with three fingers.

“Come on, cum for me. Right in my mouth, can you do that for me, lovely?”

Of course, you couldn’t answer, but he could see your hole twitching and clit throbbing.

Rose was close as well; his blonde pubes tickled your nose as he held your head in place by your neck.

“Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I-!” He reached a hand down to grip one of your breasts and thumb the nipple harshly as his seed began to spurt into your mouth in hot, thick ropes. 

Rose’s moans alongside the pressure on your nipple and Izuru sucking and licking your lower lips finally made that fire inside your belly explode; you squirted over Izuru’s face, him barely being able to catch all of it in his mouth. He did his best, though.

Rose looked to where you and Izuru were joined and smiled. He reached a hand down to stroke the dampened strands of straw-blond hair from Izuru’s forehead.

“You did so well, my little muse. You as well, my newest muse.”

Izuru leaned back and sat on the floor with his legs spread apart. His cock was hard and laid prominent against his thigh, the black material not doing enough to conceal the heavy erection.

Your juices dripped from his dainty nose down to the dip in his shihakusho. His pale skin was flushed bright red over his chest; he looked so cute like this.

He looked up at Rose with a look of admiration in his eyes and the taller blonde man returned the same affectionate look to him.

The two of them righted themselves quickly and set to attend to you. Izuru rushed off to Rose’s in-office bathroom to get some towels while Rose sat you back on the couch and stroked your hair away from your face.

“Izuru will make you something to drink for your throat.’ He said with a hint of a giggle between the words.

Your cheeks flushed hot but you giggled as well.

“What an exciting lunch break.”

Izuru joined the both of you on the couch and began wiping between your legs.

“Would you like to have ‘lunch’ with us again sometime?”

Both blondes peered at you, curious to hear your answer to Izuru’s question.

“I think I’d like that. If you’ll have me, of course.”

“Of course we will.” Rose kissed your forehead while Izuru kissed your right cheek.

“You’re our little plaything, after all.”

—-

Girl I wanna play with you 

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Kurotsuchi Week 2025 - Day One: Medicine for the brain/12th Division/Gadgets & Body modifications

Translation of the newsletter's background:

Can you make medicine from a Hollow?

The answer is obvious. Yes!

The hilarious Captain Kurotsuchi delivers his article to the 9th Division and takes the opportunity to disturb Hisagi.

Surprisingly, this article is very popular among newsletter readers and I like to think it's because it's very fun and morbid to read.

Arrancar arrancar fufufu espada skksskksks It's fun to repeat this for no particular reason and at any time of the day.

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Another wonderful addition to celebrate the Despair Division birthdays!! Thank you @villainsrtasty ! This was amazing!

━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ THREE FOR THREE

Rōjūrō (Rose) x female reader x Izuru Kira

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❁ Warning: Smut, nsfw, angst to smut, threesome, double penetration, anal fingering and rimming, vaginal penetration, anal penetration, inexperienced Izuru, premature ejaculation, marriage, secretly Rose x Izuru coded, love triangle, immediately post tybw, reader is Izuru’s best friend.

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A hot summer, peaceful afternoon. The peace that came with a price.  

The broken man lay under the beating sun, hoping the warmth would take away that deep-seated pain. He places his foreign hand on the emptiness carved into his chest, finding nothing to grasp onto but rusty rods beneath the fabric. He closes his eyes for a moment, the heavy lids getting harder to pry open with each passing second he spends under the warmth. If only the warmth could reach his forsaken heart and fill up the emptiness that lay deep within his wound. 

You walk towards the withering garden of Squad 3, holding a neatly wrapped lunch box in one hand and your lover’s arm in the other. You were planning a picnic with your partner, the Captain of Squad 3 while basking under the sun. You are the first to spot your best friend, who happens to be the Lieutenant of Squad 3, lying on a sparse patch of lush grass and dozing off. You look up at your lover and the generous man gives you an approving smile and nod.

Izuru notices the approaching footsteps, immediately recognizing the spiritual pressures. If it was anyone else, he would not have been bothered. But your presence is what stirred something unfamiliar inside his chest. You were that warmth he had been seeking, yet you were unattainable. 

His eyes slowly flutter open, and his gaze instantly lands on you. He could hear the thumping of his own heart against his broken rib cage.

“Want to join us for a picnic?” you offer with a smile so contagious it makes his lips twitch, threatening to break him free from the cold stoic expression. 

He looks up at his Captain, who offers him the same smile of reassurance. 

Izuru didn’t answer but instead began to assist with setting up the picnic. All three settle down to enjoy a nice home-cooked meal surrounded by the ruins of a recent war, devastation etched in time.

Chit-chat was kept to a minimum while everyone indulged. Izuru, your best friend for years, never had much to say. And after the war, he refused to open up to you or anyone else. He made purposeful attempts to avoid you and that did not go unnoticed. So you were glad to catch him off guard today and snag him up for a meal. Although, the awkwardness was hard to cut through. 

Rose detects the dense air and decides to be the first to stir up a meaningful conversation.

“Delicious meal as always. I wouldn't mind having this again for dinner”, Rose comments while carefully observing you and Izuru behind his shimmering golden locks that reflect the sun so perfectly. His hair had a healthy glow while Izuru’s blonde strands were as dull as his complexion. 

“Oh! I made plenty! You know me. Cooking for a village”, you let out a chuckle between mouthfuls.

Izuru quietly ate, slowly chewing on a few grains of rice, not particularly sure if he should join in on the domestic conversation that did not involve him. He hated being the third wheel in every situation.

“You overdid it again? Now what will we do with the extra food?”, Rose hints at you with his eyes locked directly at Izuru. 

“Izuru, do you like the food?”, you pick up on the cues and go straight to your target.

Izuru has barely touched the food because his stomach is in knots. “Of course. Why wouldn't I”, was his dry reply. 

“Perfect! Come for dinner tonight and help us finish the food!”, you suggest with a cheerful smile. You look over at Rose and he gives you another head nod. “Captain’s order!”

Izuru failed to realize he fell into a trap. For a while, he actively kept his distance and ignored his heart’s desires, trying to untangle free from those feelings—convincing himself they were nothing more but a fleeting phase. But he would never forget the day before the war when he caught sight of the gold engagement ring flashing on your finger.

The ring was an unspoken vow—a promise to survive the battle and return to your spouse, his Captain. It was at that moment that Izuru realized that his feelings were more than just a small crush. The ring on your finger almost shattered him in half and the war took care of the rest, leaving him empty and broken. 

——————-

Dinner was quick. Again, minimal chatter. You realize it isn't appropriate to discuss private family matters in front of Izuru. Best to just talk about work or the weather, which isn't enough to keep the conversation lively or engaging.

As dinner ends, Rose helps clear the table and walks into the kitchen with you. He took off his Captain Haori before dinner and pinned aside his messy blonde bangs to help wash the dishes while you prepare some tea. Well, the tea never got served.

Through the kitchen window, you notice Izuru walking out on you without a farewell or a thank you. The sound of giggles and soft chuckles from the kitchen told him all he needed to know—he had overstayed his welcome. 

“Izuru!”, you yell for him once you step outside. He didn't get too far so you know he heard you clearly, but he acts oblivious. 

“Hey! I know you heard me!”, you try again while chasing after him with teeth grinding and anger brewing inside you. 

He does not run. Instead, he walks at a steady pace as if he is carrying a heavy burden on his back. So you catch up with him very quickly.

You had enough of his sulking. You had put up with his gloomy attitude far too long and did not deserve the cold shoulder.

“Why are you pushing everyone out of your life? Is it self-pity or playing the victim? Because in case you didn't notice, we are all victims of this war”, you finally snap at him. Months of walking on eggshells had finally made your toes bleed. 

“Tell me that when you have a gaping hole in your chest”, he meant it both literally and figuratively.

“I lost my friends. People lost their families. I would take a hole in my chest any day rather than perish forever!” you reply, the hatred growing with your racing heartbeat and ragged breath.

“So you want a hole in your chest?”, he tests your resolve and steps forward, closing in the distance between you two.

You glare back at him, challenging him. Your eyes say it all. ‘You wouldn't dare’.

Izuru takes another step, and you follow by taking a step back to keep a distance. This pursuit continues for a few more strides before your back lands flat against a charred tree. You had never seen Izuru seething with rage, so you weren’t sure what might burst out from all that bottled-up anger. Best to keep your distance in case gravity decides to burden you. 

You are caged. He has you pinned against the hollow tree and you flinch when he lifts his fake right hand. You half expect a slap across your face but instead, his cold dead fingers rest under your chin. Your eyes quickly blink open only to find his face inches away from yours. His warm breath feels like fire against your skin. But the coldness in his eyes gives you the chills. Once upon a time, you could read past those tired weary eyes. But not anymore.

His fingers trace along your jaw before tipping your chin back, guiding your gaze upwards. His eyes are dead and subsequently it feels like his soul has withered away, like the gardens of Squad 3. 

“Only you can heal that hole”, he declares, pushing past his doubts. Before you can process and respond, your lips are already taken by his. 

The kiss is not an accident. It is a display of passion that has been suppressed for years. He worried about peace at the expense of his happiness. The moment his lips touched yours, time slowed down and morality had no place in his heart. 

You have no energy to push him away. Your body feels heavy from the overbearing emotions and conflict. His other hand is brave enough to be roaming all over the side of your rigid body. But his exploration doesn't last long. The brief moment of bliss is disrupted before he can savor it. 

He feels a tight grip on the back of his Shihakushō. Suddenly he is pried off your lips and separated from your body. You look up at your fiance, who is now dragging Izuru away from you and towards the house. It happened so fast that you did not get a chance to read his face. 

You run after them, chasing, because your Rose was walking like he was on a mission. You catch up to him and find Izuru thrown on the couch, the younger blonde has no willpower to fight back. He grasped the seriousness of his mistake but there were no regrets. He would gladly bear the consequences of his actions. 

Rose stands in front of the convict with both arms crossed across his chest. There was something very wrong with the picture that played before you. Rose didn't seem as upset as you thought he would be. He should be in a fury to have witnessed another man kissing his wife-to-be. Instead, he silently stands there, right foot tapping rhythmically to a song stuck in his head, not a single stress wrinkle on his perfectly symmetrical face. 

You walk behind Rose, placing your right hand on his relaxed shoulder. The silence brought out suspense, which was gnawing at you in the most nauseating way possible. So you were the first to break the stillness.

“Izuru was about to leave. I'm sure it was merely a kiss of farewell”, you try to defend your friend with a lame excuse that makes you look just as guilty. 

Izuru sat there, looking down at his feet, toes wiggling to make sure he was still awake and alive. He isn’t sure what awaits him. Neither are you.

Suddenly the tension in the room is pierced by a soft chuckle from your man. You look up at your fiance and sure enough, he is playing a giant smirk on his handsome face, laughing to his heart’s content. You cock an eyebrow, wondering what was so amusing about this situation. Was this one of those social experiments? Or worse, a prank?

Izuru is also baffled by his Captain’s reaction. He didn't expect his head to roll but there should be some repercussions for his audacious actions. 

“You alright hun?”, you ask, worried if the laughter was an act before the deadly climactic scene. 

Rose was a gentle soul but even so, he should be furious and enraged to see his Lieutenant kissing his partner. Instead, he is standing there wiping away tears of joy. 

“Follow me”, Rose finally broke out of the mad man laughter and began to walk towards the bedroom.

You pass Izuru a glance who is nervous for what awaits him.

As you enter the room with your confused but cautious friend, Rose quickly grabs your hand, pins you up against the wall and kisses you hard on the lips. You moan into his mouth, your arms wrapping around his neck to fully embrace him. With his hair out of his face, you could see the possessive look in his eyes. 

“This is how you kiss my lady”, he says after breaking away from the heated kiss. He turns to face Izuru and steps aside, making room for the younger man.

Izuru blinks a few times and looks at you. You shrug; unsure and confused. Was this a test? Both of you simply stand there, facing each other and looking dumbfounded, like two virgins unsure how to proceed. 

“We are set to marry in a month. I can't have you pining over a married woman. So whatever you have going on, release it now”, Rose explains in a very calm voice. He walked away to put on some music in the background that would lift the spirits. Music was life. And he never failed to find the right melody for the occasion. 

Once permission was granted, everything thereafter became a blur because all you craved was for Izuru to touch you in places he was never meant to touch. And your friend did not hesitate one bit, pinning you down on the bed and crawling on top of you, first undressing you with his eyes and then undressing you with his eager hands. 

He takes you in from head to toe, your raw beauty had him throbbing in his pants. The soft mattress, designed for only two, dips beneath Rose as he sits by your head, grasping your wrist– a silent reminder not to grow too attached to the man hovering above you.

Your body tingles and prickles up with goosebumps. Once Izuru is done eating you up with his eyes, his lips press up against your burning forehead. Small little kisses travel down your face and along your flushed cheeks and jaw. Your lips quiver with anticipation, and that is where he finally settles. His kisses aren’t deep, but soft smooches, lips smacking over and over again as he makes up for the lost years. Rose begins to draw soft little circles on the palm of your hand, ensuring you didn't completely lose yourself to another man.

His lips finally leave your face and trail down under your chin. Once his wandering lips reach your sensitive neck, it is game over. There was a growing ache between your legs and you craved some friction to ease the discomfort. With his knee planted between your legs, your body jerks upward, begging for more than just his lips. 

But Izuru was very much like your Rose. He liked to take his time to appreciate your body by worshipping every inch of skin. As blissful as it sounds, it was nothing but a torturous long ordeal for you.  

Luckily, Izuru was still inexperienced and could not wait any longer. He discarded his pants to the side but refused to expose his upper half in fear of judgement and he believed he was sparing you the grotesque view.

Not wanting to push him out of his comfort zone, you went along with it. As he aligns himself between your legs, stroking his cock with one hand while massaging the inside of your thighs with the other, Rose decides to intervene and pushes Izuru to the side so he can lead the show.

At this point, Izuru is growing frustrated and ready to throw a fit but Rose calmly places his index finger against his quivering lip. 

“Settle down, won't you? Lay on your back”, Rose commands him. 

He has no choice but to follow orders from his Captain, considering how he was borrowing his woman. So Izuru swallows his pride and stretches out on his back. Rose grabs your hand by the wrist and pushes you on top of the Lieutenant who is splayed out for you like an appetizer on a table. 

Izuru didn’t expect to feel his Captain's soft hands around his cock. It felt weird and awkward but surprisingly it made him throb under the warm touch. 

Rose pumps Izuru’s length a few times, watching the younger man squirm beneath while locking eyes with him. It doesn’t take long for precum to collect around the sensitive tip, which he evenly spreads out to give the membrane a nice glossy finish before he settles you down on it.

Once content with the preparations, Rose grabs your waist with his other hand and slowly guides you down onto Izuru’s erect cock. He closely watches another man’s dick penetrate and disappear deep inside your pussy.

Izuru let out a groan, the feeling of your soft walls hugging his length for the first (and probably last) time. Oh, he could just lay there and relish in the moment but instincts told him to start fucking. 

He is definitely impatient. There is no rhythm with Izuru’s thrusts as he greedily chases for his high, slapping his hips from underneath while you try to match his sloppy pace. His hands were firmly holding onto your waist, anchoring you on top so you wouldn’t slip away from his grasp. As you get comfortable with his cock and relinquish yourself to pleasure, you are suddenly put to another challenge.

You feel the delicate hand of your fiance come from behind and caress your spine. He trails his long fingers down your back and towards your bouncing ass. His other hand rests on the back of your head and he slowly guides your body forward and on top of Izuru’s chest. You quickly understand his motives and you happily follow his guidance. 

Izuru however had no idea how this was progressing. You press your chest up against Izuru, feeling the gap and rods through the fabric of his uniform. Rose had already stripped himself naked and showed no hesitation to proudly display the battle scars that tainted his torso. 

You hear some rustling as he prepares for the grand entrance. It wasn't your first time but the prep work was definitely necessary to avoid injuries and hurting you.

Izuru slowed down with his mindless thrusts so he could tilt his head sideways and see what Rose was scheming. But Rose’s face had disappeared behind your bubbly ass. A puff of warm breath tickled Izuru’s balls, causing him to suddenly flinch and tense up. 

You can’t help but let out a chuckle which quickly turns into an ugly moan. You feel your man’s tongue and fingers invade your tight entrance. You tremble and grab Izuru’s hand to ground yourself. 5 minutes felt like an eternity. Izuru can’t control himself either, occasionally humping himself into you, reminding his cock to stay alert. You tighten your walls around his cock, smothering it and the fingers that probed you. 

Eventually, Rose is satisfied with his handy work. The clueless man beneath you still could not comprehend the performance that was about to be showcased.

Rose aligns himself square against your twitching wet hole drooling with his spit. The melody changes in the background as if he were conducting the symphony, guiding it towards the next act. 

With your beautiful moans came the untethered groans below. Izuru could feel the invading fat girth next door, narrowing his own channel and choking his cock and increasing the resistance that came from within you.

Unlike Izuru, Rose had a perfect rhythm going to the beat. And with patience and practice, he guided Izuru through the same. “Follow the notes, Izuru”, he guided while slapping his hips in perfect harmony. 

Unfortunately, Izuru was the first to reach a premature climax, putting a damper on the performance. He couldn't tell if this was a wet dream or if he indeed was about to taint his friend’s womb. Before he could question his sanity, ropes of cum escape the spastic tip and paint your walls with the foreign seed. 

“I'm sorry!” Izuru apologizes, attempting to pull out mid-orgasm but Rose keeps your body securely in place with his weight from behind. 

No one seemed to care that Izuru just ejected his fertile seed into your womb. The show must go on. 

Rose pauses with his thrusts and grabs Izuru’s limp sensitive cock by the balls and pulls him out of you. He proceeds to pull his cock out of your unfavourable hole and quickly inserts himself into the well-used and freshly creamed pot, dragging Izuru’s thick seed further in. Messy wet sounds exude out of your sex with each thrust. Cum slowly drips down and pools onto its owner's slick thighs as he holds you firmly by the waist from below. 

You are sandwiched between two warm bodies. Neither one wants to let you go as you become an entangled mess on the bed. 

The pitch of your moans guides Rose to his next act. He can tell you are close so he quickened his pace. Izuru can feel your entire body jolt with each thrust as you tightly clutch onto his shoulders. 

A few more thrusts and you are fully stuffed like an eclair. Rose’s fresh hot cum washes away the old remnants from before, your convulsing walls gladly accepting the fresh load.

You collapse on top of the Lieutenant while Rose pulls himself out of your leaky pussy. A backflow of cum comes ejecting out to add to the messy concoction of fluids that had collected on Izuru’s thigh. 

Rose begins to clean up the mess. Izuru held you close against his warm chest while you recovered from the tag team production. Although this wasn’t what he expected, he had to admit he wouldn’t mind another round of it. 

Once you are all cleaned up, you stand up and drag Izuru off the bed so you can change the bedsheets. 

“Wait, that's it?” Izuru realized it was all over and he didn't get to savor the moment he had been yearning for years. If he knew he was going to be granted the opportunity to fuck you, he would have jerked off earlier so that he could last a little longer than 15 minutes. Now he wanted a do-over. 

Rose’s goal was to have Izuru get that sexual frustration out of his system and work out his feelings. Even though you were completely oblivious, he could see how much Izuru longed for you. 

But this whole ordeal had the opposite effect—it only made Izuru want you even more.

You see the disappointed look on Izuru’s face and hand him some blankets and a pillow, inviting him to stay the night and sleep in the spare room. It was hard not to notice his hard cock. You shake your head although you do take pride in having that effect on him. 

“What do you mean ‘that's it?’ What are you, a horny teenager? Get to bed. We got work tomorrow”, came your commanding voice, hiding a mischievous grin. 

———

A month later, you were married to the love of your life. It was a small celebration. Very few had gathered at the restored gardens of Squad 3. 

Izuru watches from afar as you hand your heart over to the Captain, binding your souls for all eternity. He feels a heaviness in his chest although he spent days mentally rehearsing for this moment. His external wounds were slowly healing but the internal ones continued to fester. The memories of that particular night was enough to open up a new wound. Such a cruel way to say your goodbyes. 

The newlyweds were now enjoying a nice picnic in the garden. Everyone said their congratulations and goodbyes. Izuru is the last one to sulk around and you spot him from the corner of your eyes as you lay down the picnic blanket. He walks over, handing you a small wedding gift, a gold necklace with a marigold flower pendant dangling from the chain.

“Thank you! It’s beautiful!”, you reply and turn around so he can fasten the clasp. “Want to join us for a picnic? I made more than usual. You know me, always cooking for a village”, you say with a hidden sly smirk he could not see because you had your back turned.

Izuru felt a wave of nausea wash over him. Every night he had been reliving that intimate moment that played repetitively in his head until his wrists grew tired. 

Rose sneaks up behind Izuru and casually rests his arm across his shoulders while addressing you. “You overdid it again, sweetheart? Now what will we do with the extra food?” 

There was a moment of silence as Izuru was expected to step in and say his part.

“Sure. I’ll join you two for dinner”, Izuru replies, purposefully falling for the same trap twice. 

(a/n: My initial ending was very sad. But i cant. I love writing comedy and sassy stuff. So I’m not upset about it. BUT if the ending wasn’t clear, let me know or interpret it as you desire!)