#renji x black girl
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ೃ⁀➷ touch me feel me, renji abarai (nsfw)
renji helps you relax after a long day at the nursing home.
for @roronoaswifey 🫶🏾🫶🏾
you huff out a deep breath as you finally open the door to your apartment. with a close of your eyes, you begin to feel yourself swaying back and forth in near collapse, but almost jump when you feel a familiar large set of hands support you.
“renjiii, don’t touch me, i have old people piss & shit over me,” you whined, shrugging your husband off of you. “i’m sweating, i stink, i feel disgusting.
renji frowned before embracing you again. “i missed you.”
you turn your head and peck his lips before leaving your dirty shoes by the front door and begin walking barefoot to your bathroom. “i know baby, but i need to shower first. that 16 hour double really fucked my back up.”
renji nearly winces at the sound of your back cracking for comfortability. but still, he ignored your previous protests and continues to place small kisses at the nape of your neck as you undressed out your scrubs. he’d lick you in dirt if you’d let him. some sweat didn’t bother him.
“i’ll run you a bath. then lemme give you a massage afterward, mama.” his voice is so convincing. all you wanted to do was collapse and fall asleep, but it would be a cold day in hell before you sat on any piece of your furniture in your contaminated work clothes. renji picks up your scrubs and places them in your work hamper set to wash in the morning.
finally, you give in with a bare nod as renji makes his way over to the tall white tub. running piping hot water just the way he knew you liked, you’re in the bath in two minutes. you sink to your bottom and tiredly rest your cheek against the base of your knee. renji notices how you’re so exhausted, you forgot to put your braids up so they wouldn’t get wet. grabbing pieces of your hair, he ties it up in a makeshift bun atop your head, to which you thank him with a mutter.
“bad day mama?” he asks as he began soaping your back with your washcloth. you let out a deep breath for the millionth time. you were just so happy to be home with him now. from the quietness of your response, he already knows your answer. “what happened baby?”
“so much shit. this shift was more traumatizing than the last. some old bitchy aide reported me to the nurse for a small mistake of leaving a trash bag in a room and i just kept making a bunch of mistakes today. i’m already an outcast because of how new i am to this shit, so this just makes it all much more embarrassing,” you admit it. “i don’t really wanna talk too much on it, ‘fore i get pissed off. that okay?”
renji looks at you as you turn to him with sad eyes. he gives you an adoring smile as he kisses your ear. “you just worked 16 hours. wouldn’t be expecting no different shit from you,” he teased with a small laugh from you. “just remember, everyone starts from somewhere. at the end of the day, you have a bigger goal to reach after school and most of that shit just stems from jealousy. a lot of older people don’t like seeing younger ones win or get bread. it’s fucking crazy.”
you giggle at his words, slowly feeling the stress leave your body. leaning against renji’s arm on the side of the tub, you run your pruny fingers across the terrain of his multiple tattoos. with soft eyes, you turn your head to face him once more.
“still wanna give me that massage?”
and that was how you ended up with your back to the mattress, getting between your legs ate out like no tomorrow. you always knew renji ate pussy. it was one of the reasons you got and stayed with him. but to say he was average at doing so—would be one of the biggest lies ever told.
“oh,” your voice is barely audible as your each up to stare down at the scene before you. a full head of red hair is busy obstructing your view as you can only see the side of renji’s face while he eats you out. “right there.”
you don’t have it in you to scream, you don’t have it in you to do too much. all you could do was cry and whine. your entire body is moisturized and glistening with cocnout oil with exception to your pretty pussy that’s being devoured by your husband.
“renji,” you let out, mind too confuzzled from the intense pleasure from your lower half to form any proper words. “t-that feels s-so—fuck daddy,” you bite your lip so hard, you swear you feel blood drawing from the pricked skin.
“feels good baby?” renji’s deep voice sends vibrations between your thighs as you nearly suffocate him from squeezing so tight around his head. he couldn’t blame you, you were a head squeezer as much as he was a head pusher.
“so good, ‘m gonna cum soon,” you cried, watching the euphoric scene unfold beneath you. renji licked long stripes up the base of his cunt before spreading your fat lips open to get a better view of your soaked clit already beginning to coat itself in white. to make matters better worse, renji slipped in a long and slender middle finger into your entrance, slowly pumping in and iut of you.
you begin to feel his digits curl in and out of you as he continues working around your creamy clit. it’s inevitable for your hands to immediately fly to his maroon red hair, wavy strands damp from helping you out in the bath.
your knees are folded so far back behind your head, the dangling jewelry of your belly piercing is digging deep into your skin as you threaten to collapse your legs along renji’s own back. “can’t—can’t hold it,” you’re breathing heavily, unsure on whether or not you can contain your orgasm.
renji hums at the sweet spot between your legs and continues at his slow pace. he was gonna take his time with you tonight. he knew how hard you worked, and only wanted nothing but the best treatment he could give you for the night. the pleasure wasn’t his, but instead yours.
within seconds, the devious redhead is kissing your clit, still working wonders on you. 11:59 by elijah blake is now playing lowly through your shared room as you grip the bedsheets beside you. renji uses his free hand to slowly slide up your body, making sure to touch every aspect of your curvaceous terrain.
without the use of his eyes, his hands immediately find home to one of your breasts, and he grabs the fat flesh in his hand, squeezing it contently. he removes his touch from you to spread your lips open once more, deciding to turn the heat up just a bit.
“renji!” you’re gasping when you feel his tongue poke your open hole. that was enough to send you creaming all over his face, milky white arousal coating his long tongue diving in and out of you. “please please, right there, i’m cumming, i’m cumm—“ your boyfriend ignores your exasperated cries as your legs tremble around him.
an hour later, he’s still going and by now you’re on your fourth orgasm. renji never joked around when he said he ate pussy for his pleasure. and not just any pussy—your pussy. the man could eat you out for hours on end then fall asleep like a baby without ever expecting anything back from you in return. he proved himself right every time he got between your plush thighs and ate you out like your pussy was his last meal on death row.
renji comes up from between your legs for the first time in a while. “c’mon ma, you can cum one more time for me. make a mess on my face baby, you deserve it.” a taunting smirk is rested upon his face as he admires the reaction he managed to have on you.
your entire body felt like it was going through shock. how could him eating your pussy soft and slow make you feel like a thousand volts of electricity where running through your bloodstream? you can’t even remember the trouble you went through earlier that day at work by the time you’re finally squirting along his face, completely done and overstimulated.
your mouth is held wide open in an o position as your breath gets caught in your throat. you can’t find the breath to speak as you continue releasing yourself all over renji, who, in turn is basking in your arousal like a child at a waterpark. tears flow from your dolly eyes as you finally feel all energy suck out of you like a vacuum.
by now, renji is doing his last rounds and licking you up completely clean. he always managed to get you so fucked out whether it was with his dick or with his fingers and tongue alone. by the time you’re pretty much wiped up clean, your man presses kisses along the brown terrain of your body. your braids are long gone out your bonnet by now, and you’re sure that your sheets were next in line to wash.
renji’s voice is sensual and low as he comes back up to you and looks down in your eyes with love and lust clouding his pupils. running his large hand down your breasts and giving it a comforting rub, he asks you, “you finally forgot about all that shit that got you worked up at your job earlier?”
the nod on your head isn’t enough to hide your smile as you throw your leg over him and finally knock out for the night.
#lora’s fics! ೄྀ࿐#renji abarai x black reader#renji x black reader#renji x black girl#renji abarai#renji abarai x reader#renji x reader#renji smut#renji abarai smut#bleach x black reader#bleach smut#bleach x reader#bleach headcanons#bleach renji
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𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄
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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐩𝐰𝐩, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 (𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬), 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲)
byakuya kuchiki x black!fem!reader
"Be a good girl and don't make a sound," your fiancé softly spoke, walking up to as you sat in the bed.
"Ain't ya' squad here?" you whispered, looking at him.
"Do you want the others to hear you?" he looked at you and you shook your head.
"Good girl," he slightly smiled, looking at you.
Today you decided to visit your fiancé after another stressful night day of work. You knew that he was a bit tense and you knew just how to help him, but what you didn't know was that the members from his squad would be at his house. Figuring out how they were going to attack the enemy. This was a major surprise because usually they used Ichigo's place.
He slowly pushed your body to the bed and slowly climbed on you, placing his lips on your neck. He began to softly nibble and suck on the side of your neck as he slid your top down.
His hands slid down to your sides where he slid down your shorts. He unbuckled his jeans and grabbed his dick from his boxers and began to slowly tease you.
"Byakuya..." you softly groaned, placing your hands on his chest.
"Uh uh," he looked at you, giving your lips a peck.
"Silence..." he added as he continued to tease you.
You wanted to let a soft moan out, but you knew what would happen if you broke his rule. Slowly, he entered himself into you and began to thrust in and out of you in at a rough pace.
"Damn..." you muttered into your hand as he roughly thrusted in and out of you. You were trying your best to stay quiet, but you couldn't.
"Byakuya. Damn, I can't hold it in," you quietly whimpered, looking at him.
"Shhh princess," he softly spoke, giving you hard and rough thrusts.
You felt the rush and urge to scream, but you lifted yourself up a bit to softly bite onto Byakuya's collarbone, "dammit..." you cried into his collarbone, feeling him go deep inside of you.
You felt your body began to shake slowly as you felt him roughly hit your spot, "fuck!" you shouted, feeling the tears fall down your face.
"Imma about to cum," you whimpered, looking at him.
"Go ahead princess," he softly spoke.
Together, the two of you released and went inside the bathroom where the two of you showered together.
He gave you one of his shirts and you wore it with your pajama shorts as you heard Renji shout about the food being ready.
"I see that the two of you had fun..." Ikkaku smirked at you and Byakuya as you took a seat on Byakuya's lap.
"I guess," you tried your best to act clueless, taking a bite from your food.
"You guess?" Rukia raised her eyebrow.
"That's not what we heard..." Renji lowly spoke, looking at the ground.
"what'd you say Renji?" you looked at him and he shook his head.
"Nothing, nothing," he gave you a fake smile.
"What he meant was, 'fuck!'." Ikkaku shouted, causing you to punch his arm.
"Don't hit me, learn how to stay quiet," he added, rubbing his arm.
"I told you to stay quiet, now we're going to try again," Byakuya whispered in your ear, his hands sliding down to your thighs.
"And this time there will be silence," he added, sending shivers down your spine.
⌨ ◠ ⌗stfu tori is speakin' ;; ❞
this was ass, i know. so i’m letting you guys choose who to write a sugar daddy smut with: byakuya kuchiki again, kisuke urahara, shunsui kyoraku, isshin kurosaki, or ryuken ishida?
#black reader#black writers#black!reader#anime x black!reader#bleach x black reader#bleach x black!reader#anime x black reader#bleach byakuya#bleach oneshot#bleach smut#byakuya kuchiki#byakuya smut#byakuya kuchiki smut#byakuya x black!reader#byakuya x black reader#byakuya kuchiki x black!reader#byakuya kuchiki x black reader
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RENJI ABARAI BF HEADCANNONS
Pairing: Renji Abarai x reader (no pronouns mentioned)
Content: fluff, sfw
how you met <3
So basically you were friends with Orihime and then she introduced you to the whole gang.
Gradually you began talking and getting comfortable with each other, and before you knew it you started to grow to like him as more-than-a-friend.
everyday <3
He is such a simpppppppppp!!!!!!!
He spoils you so much it’s bad. Like no you don’t need need a spa day every week and no you definitely do not need designers shoes that you’re gonna be scared to wear outside.
Renji is an absolute gentleman. He refuses to let you open any doors for yourself and walks just a tad bit in front of you so he’ll be able to do so.
You could be 6’10, the most intimidating person alive, and he’d still treat you like he’s your bodyguard.
problems </3
He gets jealous easily.
Oh, you’re out with your friends? Is that one really pretty girl there, or that cute guy you work with?
Whyyyyy are you giving that dog more attention than him?
He’s literally torn on the inside, and he tries his best not to show it. (Of course though, it’s really easy for you to notice.)
Pleaseeeeee reasure him, because he seriously needs it :(.
love language <3
His love language is definitely acts of service with quality time, gift giving, and physical touch as honorable mentions.
If you’re black he will offer to oil your scalp. His heart quite literally melts when he feels your head become heavy in his hands after a while, because he knows you’ve gone to sleep.
If you’re any poc he’ll try to make your cultural dishes when you’re sad, it’ll be ass, but it’s really the thought that counts.
You play sports? He’ll learn the basics. You like the arts? He’ll try (and probably fail) to indulge in your favorite pieces.
He loves giving you random kisses on the face.
You’re going somewhere? Well you’re not leaving his sight without a little peck of affection.
When it comes to sleeping he enjoys cuddling up to you and being the big spoon. He’ll do anything just to hold you.
You had a bad day? Come here and tell him about it while he strokes your head or rubs your back.
#bleach x reader#bleach x y/n#renji abarai#renji x you#renji x reader#headcanon#headcanons x reader#boyfriend headcanons#anime x reader#bleach fluff#x reader fluff
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Stuff about me
Hello~~ My name is Puppyminie but you can call me Minie! I’m a 04’ and I work at a nursing home as an SNTA.
I love video games,kpop, and Anime! Here are my Favorites and my kpop biases, who I main, and my favorite anime and characters !!!
Video Games
Slime Racher
Among Us
Overwatch
Sombra
Widowmaker
Ana
Wrecking Ball
Mercy
Tracer
Winston
Genji
Hanzo
Kiriko
D.va
Legend Of Zelda
Kirby
K-pop Boy Groups
Stray Kids
OT8 but leans towards Changbin & Seungmin
Bts
JHope
Ateez
San
Big Bang
T.O.P
Mirae
Dongpyo
Khael
Xdinary Heros
OT6
iKon
Bobby
Astro
MJ
Moonbin
Eunwoo
The Boyz
Eric
Kevin
Hyunjae
BTOB
OT6 (7)
P1Harmony
Soul
Kehoo
NCT 127
Haechan
Johnny
Mark
Yuta
GOT7
Bambam
Jackson Wang
Youngjae
TXT
Hyuka
K-pop Girl Groups
Twice
OT9
Ke1per
Hikaru
NMIXX
Lily
Sullyoon
Blackpink
Rosé
ITZY
YEJI
Yuna
(G)-Idle
Minnie
MAMAMOO
OT4🙇♀️
2NE1
Sandara
Anime
One Piece
ACE
MARCO
SHANKS
ACE
Thatch
Luffy
Sanji
Zoro
Mihawk
Kid
Garp
Whitebeard
Gold Roger
Kuzan
Aokiji
Law
Sabo
Crocodile
Doflamingo
Naruto
MADARA
TOBIRAMA
INDRA
Kakashi
Sasuke
Izuna
Obito
Hidan
Kakazu
Kisame
Zabuza
Gaara
Sasori
Orochimaru (I know)
Bleach
COYOTTE STARKK
SHINJI HIRAKO
Ichigo
Renji
Byakuya
Ukitake
Kyoraku
Aizen
Gin
Grimmjow
Kensei
Rose
Urahara
Zangetsu(I know he’s a zanpakuto but hear me out)
Blue exorcist
AMAIMON
MEPHISTO
Rin
Yukio
Bon
Fire Force
BENIMARU
Koro
Shinra
Jujutsu Kaisen
TOJI
INUMAKI
SUKUNA
Gojo
Nanami
Megumi
Yuji Itadori
FMA
None
Inuyasha
None
Haikyuu
SAKUSA
USHIJIMA
Atsumu
Osamu
Hinata
Kageyama
Tendou
Oikawa
Tsukishima
Semi
Bokuto
Kuroo
Kenma
Yaku
Suna
Kita
Kuroko no Basuke
MURASAKIBARA
HANAMIYA
NASH GOLD JR
Kuroko
Kagami
Aomine
Akashi
Midorma
Kise
Demon Slayer
Muzan
Tokyo Ghoul
Tsukiyama
Uta
Disastrous life of Saiki K
Saiki K
Attack On Titan
LEVI
Eren
Zeke
Porco
Reiner
Erwin
Jean
Kenny
Armin
Fairy tail
Sting
Rogue
Laxus
Natsu
Freed
Lucy
Gray
Bixslow
Cobra
Midnight
Ouran Highschool host Club
Mori
Kyoya
Hitachii Twins
Hunter x Hunter
HISOKA
CHROLLO
GING(I have daddy issues 😐)
KITE
FEITAN
PARIS
Illumi
Shalnark
Uvogin
Phinks
Yuri on Ice!!!
Victor
Mila
Yuuri
Yurio
Phichit
Black Butler
UNDERTAKER
Sebastian
Grell
My Hero Academia
Bakugo
Todoroki
Aizawa
Shigaraki
Dabi
Chisaki
Fatgum
Amajiki
Death Note
L
Light
Hellsing
Alucard
Kakugurui
Soul Eater
Death the Kid
Lord Death(I need therapy)
Bungo Stray Dogs
Dazai
Chuuya
Kunikida

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꘏ Meet the Writer ꘏
I go by Soryn, or Ryn, whichever you prefer! Likes/asks/comments will come from my main @darlingsanzu only mooties may call my Rynnie ;3
Short summary of me
I'm in my mid 20s, I work full time, and I am one of the most infrequently social person you'll ever meet. Despite that I am a very excitable and soft person and I love chatting about anything, but especially anime :3 My ask box is wide open!<3 also it is physically painful for me to not use some kind of smiley face :) I love them :D I want people to know I'm smiling >:) (painfully addicted to emojis and the use of 'lol' cant help myself)
THings you absolutely must note:
If we chat enough for me to give you my discord, you'll find that very often it takes me several days upwards of weeks to respond. i sweAr im not ignoring you---my social battery is just sad and recharging.
IF YOU SEE ME active on discord ((especially for hours at a time) and I'm not responding to messages, I am definitely gaming with my man. We play games together as quality time, and we're never tired of each other.
Other stuff
Watching: TR s2, KnY (Swordsmith village arc)
Watched: I had to make a list it was too long
Reading: Blue Lock, TokRev, Jujutsu Kaisen, Jigokuraku
Read: was gonna make a list but it wasn't long enough for a link. Csm is the only one I'm caught up with, and AoT and Wotakoi are the only manga I've finished lol. I did read TR but i read it too fast and didnt really retain it.
Manhwa/Webtoon: Under the Oak Tree, Isnelda, Let's play, Lore Olympus, Fly Me to the Moon, Moonrise by the Cliff, Finding Camelia (god i cant wait for next season), The Tainted Half, Lady Devil, My Dear Maid & The Losing Streak and so so many more.
Playing: sons of the forest, stardew (again again but this time with mods), project zomboid (yes again)
My Calendar<3
likes: Michael Kaiser, sugar and sweets!, vampires, purple, cats, old libraries, candles, Genma's senbon, writing, baking, pringles, binge reading/watching, thefatrat, 4am, Kakashi, obsessing with the same song for 3 days straight before looking for a new one—cycle repeat, comfort blankets, painting my nails 5 different colors, high fantasy and angst!
dislikes: Michael Kaiser, hot tea (i need my iceee), being in cars, making themes, loud storms & heavy wind, artificial banana, prunes, vanilla scents, yelling, spiders, jump scares, red/orange/yellow, cheese curds, pretzels, dresses, starwars (oop), sore throats, bright neons, repetitive noises
MY FANDOMS AND THEIR BABY GIRLS
Trigun
Vash, Knives, Wolfewood
Tokyo Revengers
Sanzu, Hanma, Chifuyu, Shinichiro, Imaushi, Mikey, Draken, Rindou, Mitsuya, Takemitchi
Soul Eater
Stein, Akane, Soul Evans
Jujutsu Kaisen
Gojo, Megumi, Sukuna, Choso, Itadori, Yuuta, Inumaki, Nanami
Jigokuraku
Gabimaru, Tenza, Chobei, Shion
My Hero Academia
Touya, Bakugou, Shinso, Izuku, Kirishima, Mirio, Natsuo, Enji, Aizawa, Iida
Naruto
Kakashi, Genma, Itachi, Shisui, Jiraiya, Obito, Yamato, Kisame, Hidan
Hunter x Hunter
Hisoka, Illumi, Ging, Uvogin, Chrollo, Phinks, Neferpitou, Knuckle
Haikyuu
Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Hanamaki, Matsukawa, Kita, Suna, Aran, Atsumu, Osamu, Tendou
Chainsaw Man
Kishibe, Aki, Angel Devil, Yoshida, Denji
Blue Lock
Kaiser, Oliver, Lorenzo, Ness, Noa, Kunigami, Gagamaru, Reo, Nagi, Rin, Sae, Shidou
Bleach
Daddy Kurosaki, Daddy Ishida, Gin, Ulquiorra, Renji, Kensei, Shunsui
Black Clover
Yami, Fuegoleon, Zara, Nozel
Attack on Titan
Zeke, Eren, Reiner, Porco, Jean, Conny
Honorable Mentions
Akaza, Tengen, Hantengu Clones, Kogami, Captain Obi, Thorkell, Alucard, Hector, Nishio, Kaneki
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Since I will probably never going around changing the border colors on my oneshots I will leave this little homage here for colors come and gone
October - December 2022
December 2022 - February 2023
Current
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To Be Loved And Deserved~Myoui Mina x black! fem! reader
Pairing: Mina x reader
Genre: Fluff, Romance, angst, smut, hurt and comfort
Summary: With the distance you created due to your anxiety and self doubt, Mina sought to lessen it and show you how much she cares about you.
Word Count: 1, 962
Author’s note: A continuation/sequel to this fic. Smut ahead, so there’s your warning, 18 plus from this point. Also, sorry if it’s trash I’m having a hard time focusing and finishing things so I finally got something done! Hope ya’ll enjoy!
Cosplay is always fun for you, especially when your girlfriend, Mina joined in the fun. At first, she loved to only gush about you and your presence and flair with the craft (her words), but with enough pleas and kisses, she gave it a try. The first cosplay the both you did together was Korra and Asami from The Legend of Korra, and the first you both shared on tiktok. It wasn’t the last as the both of you delved into some of your favorite pairings/partnerships, or ships in general from media: Renji and Rukia from Bleach, Jon Snow and Daenarys Targaryen, and various Marvel characters (Mina insisted of course).
There was one that people criticized you the most for and that was your cosplay of Princess Bubblegum, in all her pink and pretty glory, yet many commenters didn’t feel the same way about you. Like how they thrashed you of your sailor moon and other anime cosplay, they stressed over how Bubblegum wasn’t black and how you weren’t built for cosplay as much as Mina was. It hurt, damaged you as much that you began to distance yourself from your girlfriend. You only told her you need space, of course being Mina she didn’t question until it became weeks--your phone blew up with texts from a worried Mina which escalated to calls, tik tok and Instagram messages. You cut yourself off from her and the comments, only leaving your room when necessary. The calls soon stopped.
Instead, a knock echoed throughout your home, jerking you from your burrito like position wrapped around your comforter. You knew she’d come over eventually, but the conversation isn’t something you’re looking forward to. Did Mina want to break up with you? You didn’t, you loved her so much that it hurt but she wouldn’t understand how much you felt. People only praised her when she tried, not calling her ugly or telling her a cosplay isn’t right because of her race.
You got up from your bed, sighing at the cold that fit your tummy and toes once your comforter fell. It took a few shuffles but you found the front door as more knocks continued. Your heart pumped with each thud before you gathered enough courage to open it.
Mina’s fist was still raised as she ceased knocking.
“Y/N,” she said.
“Mina I--”
You were cut off by Mina throwing her arms around you.
“Thank God,” she whispered against the skin of your cheek. “You’re OK, you’re actually OK.”
Your arms wrapped around her back instantly as the emotion that bubbled up inside you came crashing down through a heat of tears that rushed.
“S-So, does that mean you don’t want to break up with me?” you asked.
Mina pulled back immediately.
“What? Did I do something wrong?” she said. “Y/N please just--”
You cut her off with a deep sob, no longer holding on without her. Mina’s arms wrapped around your waist, cooing softly as she cupped your cheeks. She stepping with you, slow and steady as the both of you moved as one towards your room.
Once you reached it, she lay back against the bed next to you with enough space between you both.
Your eyes dart to the covers beneath you as silence fell. Mina opened her mouth to speak, yet closed it as you began to speak as well.
Mina’s hands flew back to your face as her face flushed with a bit of red.
“You should go first,”she said.
You nodded, it’s the least you could do since you kept her in the dark for awhile.
“You did nothing wrong Mina,” you started. “I-I had a bad time on Tik-Tok, my anxiety got out of hand and--”
The sound of Mina’s gasp cut you off, her face serious yet again.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she said. “I always check in with you when things are hard for me.”
You nodded; the sadness Mina expressed breaking your heart more and more.
“I know, and I wanted to talk to you, believe me I did but,” you paused. Mina tilted her head.
“But?” she asked before silently telling you to go on.
“My problems, are completely different from yours, you get so much praise from our cosplays,” you said. “I scrolled through thousands of them all commenting on how accurate your cosplay is, even if it wasn’t completely all there--no one called you names or sought to stereotypes to discredit you.”
Mina’s lips parted, looking to speak but she only nodded and rubbed your back.
“A-And I’m not blaming you, it has nothing to do with you,” you declared. “But seeing how they brought you up, just to yank me down made me resent you--just for a moment! That’s why I needed space.”
Mina blinked away tears, forcing your own to build up as she wrapped her arms around you.
“I’m sorry Mina,” you whispered against her chest.
“You don’t need to apologize,” she said. “You let me back in, even if we have different problems, I’m always here to listen and support. OK?”
Her hands traveled up and down your sides, making the shirt you wore ride up a bit to bare soft skin. You nodded, then a shudder rippled through at Mina’s contact; your girlfriend noticed and narrowed her eyes.
“I missed you,” she whispered. “Every part of you.”
Her words followed with a few pecks to your lips, across your jawline then down to your neck.
“I-I missed you too.”
Mina smiled. It was her toothy smile with her adorable gums and the shininess of her eyes.
“Yeah? I hope you didn’t just miss me and lay here all day,” she said with a hint of teasing.
“No,” you said, heat flushing to your cheeks. “I-I watched a lot of Netflix, thought about things and ate some cookies.”
Mina giggled.
“Oh? What kind of cookies?” she asked while her hands still lingered at your sides softly.
Her touch almost made you lose your train of thought. You shifted around the bed, flopping to the other side before reaching over to the dresser to grab the pack of cookies.
“Strawberry cream ones,” you said in between a few bites. “Want some?”
Mina smiled as you chewed, then eventually swallowing.
“No, but I’d much rather enjoy lovely strawberry kisses,” she whispered.
You nearly choked on the rest of your cookie as Mina giggled and caressed your face, gently while you finished the few cookies you decided to eat.
“Is it OK, if I kiss you?” she asked, leaning in to touch your forehead with her own. “And show you how much you are loved?”
Her words were tender, you barely reacted as her lips ghosted across your throat, jaw then cheek. A sigh escaped you; Mina’s kisses got harder, most likely leaving bruises and marks but you didn’t care. All you cared about was the warm feeling your girlfriend spurred within you. Mina noticed your silence and pulled back with soft eyes.
“Y/N? Are you OK?”
You nodded.
“Yes,” you said before initiating the kiss this time.
Mina moved fervently against your lips, hands moving down your sides to lift your shirt just enough to caress more skin and soft noises from.
“Mina,” you moaned.
“What would you like me to do, baby girl?” she whispered. “Anything you want, just let me love you.”
Your hands tangled themselves in her curly hair while she trailed kisses down your neck and parts of your chest exposed to her thanks to your v neck.
“I just want to get lost in you,” you said. “Make me feel good. Make love to me, Mina.”
Mina’s kisses ceased once you told her, eyes sparkling with as much love and passion that you almost cry again. She kisses you once more. It’s softer now while her hands gently pull up your shirt; you help by taking it off completely. A knowing smile spread while her eyes wondered down and your bra-less chest.
“Y-You, I-I,” she paused as she tried to get her words together. “S-Stunning.”
You pulled her back to be flushed against you. Hands and fingers moved everywhere and all at once: Mina’s tracing each curve and stretch mark she could find; you tried to chase and follow her movements by unbuttoning her own shirt and tossing it on the floor.
The both of you ended up panting on the bed. Mina straddled you with you lain on the bed in a heap of breathless giggles. She continued marking you to the quick moves of her hips, making you gasp at her clothed heat.
“M-Mina-”
You were cut off by her getting off of you for a moment to pull you to the edge of the bed where she sat on her knees. The pajama bottoms you wore slipped off by Mina carefully, underwear following as she slipped them off in a matter of seconds. Her lips traced your legs, up thighs and lingered near the place you needed her the most.
“I need to gear you up, baby,” Mina whispered against the softness of your skin.
Her fingers swiped slowly at your folds. The sensation had moans slipping from your mouth; Mina smiled and coaxed you through are her movements as she slipped a finger inside you.
“Please, Mina--”
She finally followed your request, leaning up to climb over you, pulling her jeans down and kissing you fiercely. Her tongue slipped through, both of you not fighting for dominance over one another but the lust that was pent up for weeks. Your hands traveled down to Mina’s forearms, gripping tight as she sunk down: both of your soaking cores meeting. Her thrusts started up again with each kiss from your lips, jaw, chest then neck. The sensation wasn’t enough for you to handle. Mina smirked at the mess you were already with the moans building from you. When your eyes met, your heart-rate spiked up and the breath you barely had left; her eyes were shiny, careful and too pretty to look at. So much so, you couldn’t help but get teary eyed--you wanted to blame yourself again but Mina’s movements grew softer as her thrusts lessened.
“I love you so much,” you said, choking on the sobs that rocked your body.
Mina bit her lip at the slowed movements, both of you so close to climax while being lost in each others feelings and emotions.
“I love you too,” she panted. “Every part, do you understand? You’re beautiful OK?”
You nodded, adverted your eyes. Mina shook her head before gripping your chin.
“Say it, babygirl,” she purred. “Tell me, look at me. Tell me you’re beautiful.”
The deep, huskiness of her voice sent you over the edge, climax taking over while the words spilled from your lips.
“I-I’m beautiful!” you cried.
Mina beamed down at you with a sense of passion mixed in with enough cockiness to force you to climax yet again.
“I’m not the one you have to say that to,” she said. “But it is sexy seeing how I could make you do that and come.”
You rolled your eyes, then tried to roll over only for Mina to hold you by the arms while slipping from between you and onto the soft sheets beneath.
“Are you still thinking about what happened with those disrespectful people on Tik-Tok?” she asked while playing with rubbing her fingers softly down your arms.
“No, not when my girlfriend is here cheering me up and telling me how loved I am,” you said. “And you’re right, I need to start learning how to love myself better.”
Mina pressed a hard kiss to your forehead before burying her face into your neck.
“I’ll be with you every step of the way baby.
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A/N: I hope you all enjoy part 1/4 of my pieces for the third day of the anniversary collab for the @konoblog-simps. You can find all the lovely pieces for the day here! Today’s theme is smut so prepare to hit the sheets with four different men today. We’ll start off the roll in the hay with Renji Abarai. I’ll be spanning my four pieces throughout the next couple of hours so stay turned. You can find all the days of the collab here!
Pairing: Renji Abarai x fem!Reader
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, dirty talk, degredation, toys, masturbation, oral sex, language
Word Count: 1.4k
You tossed and turned in the blankets on your queen size bed, the hum of the air conditioner just irritating enough to keep you awake. Turning it off would have been the easiest solution, but the heat that had taken over Karakura Town was telling you otherwise. Not only was the heat telling you otherwise, but it was the third night with Renji being gone. It wasn’t often that he was gone for days at a time.
Little did you know that Renji was eagerly heading toward you.
Your whole body ached as you shook your head to clear your thoughts. Did he really rule your life this much? Was not having his touch really affecting you as badly as it seemed to?
“Fuck-” You muttered to yourself as you threw the blankets from your body and stood from the bed. You slowly reached toward your nightstand, opening the drawer cautiously, not wanting to make a lot of noise before remembering that you were alone.
The small, black toy that you kept hidden under the piles of things that you had collected in the container was light in your hand as you pulled it out. A sigh left you as you pulled your shorts off, it was rare that you ever had to use this and it made you miss him even more.
As you climbed back into the bed and ran your hand over the fabric of your panties you thought about him. You imagined every inch of him. The tribal tattoos that covered his body, the long, crimson hair that you loved to run your fingers through, the chiseled muscles that defined all of his features.
The coil in your abdomen began to tighten as you slowly moved the tip of your toy over your folds, teasing your entrance, small, blissful noises escaping you despite your efforts to stop them.
More thoughts of Renji flooded your mind. The way he looked when he hovered over you, the sounds he made as he bottomed himself out inside you. You slightly opened your eyes, pleasure coursing through every inch of your body as you pushed the toy into your core, sliding it in and out of yourself.
Your eyes felt like they were playing tricks on you as your hand moved quicker, your thoughts of Renji’s body feeling so real as you swore you saw him in your doorway. The coil threatened to snap as you heard a voice that you had been craving for days. “What a pretty sight.”
The rasp and lust that came from those words threw you over the edge. You cried out his name as your cunt clenched around the toy, your vision turning white as you rode out your high. But as you thought that the memories would vanish, the voice continued. “Glad to be of service.”
Your eyes shot open as you saw the silhouette of the Soul Reaper climbing onto the bed, his body heading toward you. “Renji!”
A chuckle left his lips as he made his way to you, his hand slowly gripping your throat as he pushed you into the pillows. “Now, now. You just couldn’t wait for daddy to get home, now could you. What a naughty girl.”
You were almost surprised at the anger that flooded through his words, but you knew how Renji got when his needs weren’t met.
“Now what happens to little sluts when they let their urges get the best of them.” His grip on your throat released some to allow you to speak, but that sly grin on his face remained.
“Punishment.”
His lips touched your chin as he slowly made his way down your neck. “That’s right. I think it’s time you promise me something, baby girl.”
You whimpered as his hand appeared between your legs, pushing your thighs apart for entrance. “I promise I’ll be good, daddy.”
“Good girl.” Renji slowly slid his body between your legs, his breath warm against the inside of his thighs. “You know as well as I do that I get cranky if I can’t eat you out at least once a day. Daddy needs his dinner.”
His strong fingers moved your panties to the side and gave entrance to his tongue, dancing in and out of your core as he enjoyed every moment of his meal.
You threw your head back into the pillows and your fingers laced into his hair, tugging as his hand ran up your stomach, resting there to hold you in place.
Your walls slowly closed around his tongue, your second orgasm now looming over you. The more you closed on him, the slower his pace went, the pleasure was agonizing as you begged him to move quicker.
But that’s when he pulled away, all the pleasure that had just been moving through you vanishing in a second. “Now it’s time to wait your turn, love.”
You felt his body move from the bed and watched as he stood next to you, his erection pushing at the thin fabric of his boxers. The look in his eyes told you exactly what he wanted and you obliged.
Your hands grasped the edge of his boxers and pulled them down slowly, his erection standing before you.
You watched the lust in his eyes grow as he watched your mouth engulf him. Just the feeling of your mouth around his cock sent him into ecstasy. It really had been too long since he’d been home.
As your head bobbed up and down on his length he dropped his head back, keeping his cool as long as he could, wanting to make you wait just a little longer before your turn. You could feel your own slick running down the inside of your thighs as the ache in your loins grew.
Renji’s sensual tone made you whine as he praised you. “Look at daddy’s pretty girl. You look so perfect sucking my cock like that.”
As his hips slowly moved against you, you knew that he was nearing his end. “Shit, Y/n.” His hips moved quicker as he neared his release. A loud grunt filled the room as he unloaded himself, warm liquid coating your throat as he twitched against the roof of your mouth.
Renji’s hand touched the bottom of your chin as you stood and grinned deviously as you licked your lips, knowing that he had just claimed you as his own.
His hands slid down your sides, admiring every inch of you, your figure making him salivate as he pushed you backward, slowly lowering you to the mattress behind you. “Now it’s your turn.”
Renji slid his hands between your legs again, running his fingers through the slick that had dripped down. You whined as he pushed your thighs apart and lined himself up with your entrance, teasing your heat with his cock just as you had done with your toy.
One thrust had him bottoming out inside your cunt. Each roll of his hips was rough, he wanted nothing more than to be as far inside you as he could. Your hands wrapped around him, gripping onto his back as you pulled him as close to your body as you could.
Your walls didn’t take long to start closing again, still reeling from him bringing you to the brink and pulling away. “I’m-I’m so close Renj.”
Renji took that as an invitation to speed up his pace. Your body quivering underneath him as you gripped the bedsheet, balling it up into your fists. “Then come for me baby, suffocate me.”
His words drew you to the end, your orgasm shattering the world around you as you pulled him to his release as well. Another grunt left him as he emptied himself out inside your cunt.
Renji collapsed on the bed next to you and laughed slightly as he looked over at you. “What a way to welcome me home.”
You rolled over to face him and slapped his shoulder lightly. “Shut up, Abarai.” You laughed and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. “Don’t ever leave for that long without bringing me along again. Neither of us can handle that, clearly.”
Renji’s eyes narrowed and a smirk painted his face again. “If I’m learning anything, it’s that I should do that more often. Better sex that way.”
You launched yourself from the mattress and hovered over him, straddling his hips. “Renji Abarai, you better quit while you’re ahead.”
Renji wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you toward him. “Just shut up and kiss me, woman.”
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⨳pairing: Renji Abarai x F!Reader
⨳genre: fluff w/ a teensy weensy bit of erotica at the end
⨳wc: 1.9k
⨳warnings/notes: not a lot to warn about, some flirting and banter which is nice, a lil bit of erotica at the very end, mostly fluff
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It was early afternoon when you approached the storefront. There were two children - a boy and a girl - outside sweeping. You gave them a small smile, waving your fingers at them.
"Hello! Um-is Renji here?" Saying his name out loud to someone still felt weird as fuck, but here you were.
The little girl with the zigzag part and black pigtails in her hair returned your smile, albeit more weakly. The boy with the fiery red hair gave an even bigger smile with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Yes ma'am!" He turned and opened the shop's front door. "Oi, moocher! There's a nice lady here looking for you of all people!"
You pressed your lips inward to stifle a giggle. A couple seconds later, the inked Soul Reaper came to the door, his eyes shooting daggers at the smug little boy.
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm not a moocher? I work here for fuck's sake!", he said shaking his fist.
The boy rolled his eyes, "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say...moocher".
"You little shi-". Renji's words were cut off by your snickering, no longer able to hold it inside. His eyes shifted to you and softened as a huge grin spread across his face, a little blush appearing on his sharp cheeks. "Oh..."
Your expression was pretty much the same as his, your hands clasped behind your back as you looked up at him.
"Hi, Renji".
"Hey-" His eyes shifted between kids who were watching to see what would transpire between you. He stood aside in the doorway and said, "It's hot out here, you wanna come inside?"
You nodded and brushed past him, noting what felt like sparks between your closest points of proximity. The boy started in behind you, but Renji wasn't having it, covering the boy's face with his hand and pushing him back outside as he closed the door.
"Sorry about that. Jinta's always giving me such a hard time. It's annoying as hell".
You shook your head, still chuckling. "No, it's okay. It was entertaining to watch. Besides, I came here to apologize to you so you're not allowed to be sorry for anything right now".
"Apologize? For what?"
"For yesterday. I was so rude-"
"Hey, don't worry about it. I didn't think you were being rude, I was just concerned because you looked like you didn't feel well all of a sudden. You okay now?"
You looked down at your feet and said, "I’m fine, but I really do owe you an apology-"
"You don't owe me a damn thing, um-"
"(Y/n), my name is (Y/n L/n). I at least owe you that", you said looking back up at him shyly.
"(Y/n)”, he repeated back. “Pleased to finally make your acquaintance, (Y/n)". God, the sound of your name riding on his voice. So much for your panties staying dry during the visit…
“Better late than never, huh?”
There was a brief silence while the two of you just stood there, smiling at each other like idiots. "Would you uh, like some tea or anything?"
"That sounds great, thank you!" Far be it from you to turn down the chance to spend more time with him.
He led you out of the shop, further into the living quarters of the old building and into a small kitchen with a larger, adjacent tatami room. Naturally, you'd already removed your shoes in the genkan.
"Please, make yourself comfortable. I'll get the tea ready and be right back in a few".
You smiled and nodded.
He gave you a playfully suspicious look and said, "Don't you go running off anywhere, okay?"
You laughed at his light teasing. "I won't. Promise".
You slowly made your way over to the table, taking in your surroundings before taking a seat on a cushion. From your vantage point, you could see the back of Renji's bright red ponytail and his shoulders flexing beneath his robe as he worked in the kitchen.
"How'd you find me?"
"Oh, um- Yuki-san gave me the address. I hope that's okay?"
He looked over his shoulder at you with what was shaping up to be a permagrin and said, "Of course it is! I'm glad you did". He returned his attention to the task at hand, but continued, "Like I said, I was a bit worried about you. You looked like you were about to be sick or something".
You were grateful that his back was turned so you could stare at him while he spoke, the angles of his neck and shoulders, the thickness of his hair, the tattoos that traveled up to the back of his hair line. His words, yes, but more than that - his voice. That voice. There was no mistaking it. None of it made any sense, but you could bank on his voice being the one from your dreams, surreal as it was to be hearing it in your waking life.
He came into the room carrying a tray with all the tea paraphernalia before setting it down in the center of the table.
“Yeah,” you laughed nervously. “It had just hit me that I was late for a session so I had to run". You were lying through your teeth. What the fuck were you supposed to say?: 'Yah, about that - learning your name made me realize you're the guy I've been having sex with in my dreams for the past month and a half, nice to finally meet you!'?
He stopped pouring water from the hot kettle and his eyes narrowed at you, but he smiled. Did he know you were full of shit? He finished pouring the water over your matcha and said, "Well, at any rate, I'm glad to see that you're alright".
You smiled and looked down at your hands. "So...what brings you here? You know, to the living world?"
He spoke of repeated missions here to protect humans from hollows and transport souls to the spirit realm when their bodies' lives ended. Nothing you'd never heard of before, but Renji was the first Shinigami you'd spoken to more than once. Far from the stuffy, dark ones you'd encountered before him, his energy was light and carefree. He was the only one to have ever made you laugh, or even smile.
When he asked about your work, you expanded on your experience with Spiritual Pressure and Reiki, citing a life-long sensitivity towards and ability to absorb the energy of others. It wasn't anything you'd ever had any control over and so the best you could hope for and practice was to harness it as a gift. And maybe, just maybe transmutate the pain that the world offered you into healing it.
He stared at you with his mouth open and you wondered if you'd spoken too much woowoo, even for a Shinigami. You stopped talking and stroked the meat between your thumb and index finger with your other thumb.
The corner of his mouth lifted as he said, "Wow. I've never heard a human talk that way before about spirit energy. That's beautiful. Speaking of, I've been wanting to tell you that I think you have a pretty name. What does it mean?”
You answered his question, to which he responded, “Damn, that’s really beautiful. Suits you”. Heat spread across your cheeks and you had to look away from the intensity of his gaze. Jesus Christ, smooth talker much?
“I like your name a lot too. What does it mean?”
He leaned back, placing his hands flat on the tatami behind him. “The kanji for ‘Ren’ means love, and the one for ‘ji’ means next”.
“So, 'love next'? That's so fucking romantic!”, you cooed, holding your hand to your heart.
His lips curled up into a type of smile that was soft and seductive. “Do you think it suits me?"
"I get the feeling it does, very much so", you replied, trying - and failing - not to blush.
Your conversation with the crimson-headed death god continued for two more slow cups of tea when the door slid open and Tessai appeared. He froze, quickly assessing the situation, before backing out again. "Forgive me, I was just coming in to prepare dinner. I didn't realize-"
"Oh. No, it's okay, please…" Your eyes met Renji's again. "I better get going anyway, I've already intruded for too long", you said as you stood, brushing the wrinkles from your calf-length skirt.
"No!” Renji’s voice had come out louder than he’d meant for it to. He cleared his throat. "You haven't intruded at all", he said, standing with you expectantly. “In fact, why don’t you stay for dinner?”
His fondness for you was palpable. Even Tessai had felt it when he slid the doors open. He nodded at you with a warm smile when you looked to him for a cue.
You stayed, enjoying the delicious meal cooked and served up by Tessai, complimenting him profusely on his culinary skills. Renji laughed every time you moaned and groaned at the quality flavors and textures, telling you to get a room with your food. You’d offered to stay and help clean up, but Tessai was having none of it, insisting that you’d been a guest and it had been his pleasure to have you join them. You’d decided that it really was time for you to get going since you had to work the next day, bowing and thanking everyone again for their hospitality.
"Are you going home? I'll walk with you?", Renji asked as he led you back towards the genkan.
"Yeah, sure", you said chuckling. "I've never had a Soul Reaper walk me home before. Now I can mark it off my bucket list".
The animated exchange between you continued as you strolled, the early summer sunset's warm glow complimenting Renji's hair and skin. You reached your doorstep together and you turned to him before going inside.
"Thank you, Renji, for everything. You've been so kind to me. I still feel like a little bit of an asshole for bailing on you yesterday-"
He laughed. “(Y/n), please stop apologizing already! You more than made up for it today, trust me". Smiling like idiots was proving to be something the two of you enjoyed doing together. "Listen, we’re having a little homecoming shindig thing for Urahara-san when he comes back this weekend. I uh - it’d be awesome if you could be there?”
“That’s sounds like a lot of fun! Yeah, I’d love to!”
You each put your contact info into the other’s phone and Renji remained on your doorstep until he was satisfied that you’d locked yourself in securely.
Both you and Renji spent the remainder of your evening thinking about each other. You'd gotten under one another's skin, your mutual attraction having taken a deep dive beyond the superficial. Neither of you could wait to see the other again. Fortunately you wouldn't have to because you both shared the same dream again that night as you slept.
Two bodies rocking together as one, breaths and thrusts and heartbeats quickening in your fight to get closer to one another again and again and again.
"Need you, Renji", you said to him as his hips rolled into you hard and deep.
"I know, (Y/n), I'm on my way. Won't be much longer now", he said kissing his way up from the inside of your wrist to the crook of your elbow.
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Decision
Pairing: Ichigo Kurosaki x Orihime Inoue
Genre: Angst
Warnings: character death.
Summary: Ichigo and Orihime paired up in the game of marbles [Squid Game] ready to sacrifice themselves for the other.
A/N: first Ichihime story, even though it's angst I'm satisfied, I hope I can make friends in this fandom, thank you for reading in advance.
AO3
In the white wide room, people started to move around after listening to the new requirement for the next game. to be in pairs.
Ichigo and his group of friends looked around between each other a bit troubled, choosing one single person out of everyone was difficult, but not impossible.
There was a silent agreement when Ishida and Chad met eyes with each other, a single nod and the two were a decided pair.
On the other hand, Orihime was about to ask Rukia, and the black short haired girl was about to do the same with her, since no one ever wanted to team up with women, it felt like the most logical decision.
Two voices interrupted their line of thinking.
“Inoue-”
“Rukia-”
The two had their eyes widened in disbelief at the guys. The four of them halting in steps.
“Renji? You know this is not in your favor, if it’s a game of strength Ichigo is best suited as a partner. Not either of us.”
“Right.” Orihime absolutely agreed with her, truthfully they would regret it deep in their hearts if either of the men died because of them in a lack of judgement.
“But if it’s game of brain and strength?”
There was silence settled in all of them, Rukia and Orihime fidgeting a bit in hesitance. Finally, the auburn haired girl tried to find reassurance in the man she harbored feelings for a long time, making sure he was making the right choice.
“Are you sure Kurosaki-kun?”
He gave her one firm nod and a smile “I swore to protect you, Inoue.”
Orihime and Rukia looked at each other and like Ishida and Chada there was a silent agreement, they both went beside their new partner as the red dressed guards appeared ready to escort them to the next game.
When the doors opened, it wasn’t something they were expecting, the place was warm in colors, a fake sunset played in the sky lighting the small streets of the fake place, making it look like a small familiar neighborhood.
One guard took each pair, guiding them through it till reaching a closed off or isolated place.
“Maybe it’s a tag game? or hide and seek?” Orihime tried proposing different children’s games.
“It could be, or maybe trading with other pairs-”
Thoughts cut short when the guard stopped walking, turning around they were handed a small bag filled with marbles. Their eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“You were right, Kurosaki-kun, maybe it’s really trading.” The optimism faded away as soon as the robotic voice echoing through the room spoke up.
Horror and sadness filled their faces as more rules and instructions were explained. They will play against each other, in a time of thirty minutes the one that will have the marbles of the opposite person will win and live, the other would be eliminated.
“We have to trade them… just between each other…” She mumbled, summarizing the entire speech.
Ichigo’s look was disturbed, horrified, hurt. He mumbled ‘no’ infinitely, unable or not willing to understand the rules, there was no way he would let Inoue die, there was no way he would die now. His internal conflict stopped, his breath hitched at her voice.
“Kurosaki-kun, take them.” She offered her little bag, there was no hesitation in her voice, except the pain and the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. “You have to continue and live, your family is still outside, your sisters, your father, you promised them to meet them again, while I don’t have anyone, I can stop now-”
“You have us, you have me, Tatsuki, our friends, Inoue, I won’t let you die. We still have 26 minutes to figure this out, there’s a trick, there has to be one. Let’s just sit down and think about it. Ok?” His heart pounded against his chest, his heart squeezed at her words and pain shot through him at the mere thought of her dying for him, her being so willing to die just for him to live.
But, for Orihime the decision was made, yet she accepted, the two sat down on the ground next to each other, her knees up to her chest as she hugged her legs, while he sat with his legs crossed.
They didn’t know how the conversation started, how they ended up talking about Orihime’s possible five lifetimes to accomplish all the dreams she wanted.
Comfort settled in between them, a few chuckles and laughs as they kept talking. Not really solving any problem, not willing to, because each of them had already decided to die for the other, the question was who would die first.
When the timer hit a minute, the two sighed heavily, standing up from the ground, cleaning the dirt of their clothes. An awkward laugh when they met eyes, the look of guilt in them, easily recognizable.
Orihime played around with her hair, standing one in front of the other, they wanted to just look at each other for the best they could.
“Kurosaki-kun.” He hummed at her, tears in her eyes contrasting to the smile on her face, the simple happiness of looking at him. “Can I hug you?”
He looked at her bottom lip trembling, he gulped down the knot on his throat of his own sobs trying to keep it cool in front of her. He nodded, opening his arms and she found comfort in them.
They were never so close if not for the times he had to shield her from danger. they both took in their scents, the affection and love that single hug contained.
Ichigo was trying to tie his bag of marbles on her sweatshirt, but his shaking hands were not collaborating and the push from her made him stumble a few steps back. Instead of the angry look he was expecting, he found the look her eyes always hold when he managed not to get hurt, when he managed to be safe and all the times he was happy.
That peaceful image of her disappearing when a gun rested against her temple and only then he realized her hair falling in front of her face, a hairpin of hers disappearing from her hair and he felt the sudden weight there was behind him.
His heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. “Inoue” Was just over a whisper, he was paralyzed in place.
“Ichigo-kun, I was finally able to protect you.” The bittersweet taste of saying his name for the first time, made his heart thump but his heart also cracked into a millions of pieces, he was the one that promised to protect her. Mind dizzy from everything he called her again.
“Inoue.” His legs started to work again but too late.
Her lips mouthing words that she had promised herself to keep for herself, to not have him burdening more guilt and pain, but apparently her brain and heart were not rationalizing together, since her heart mouthed the words he waited her entire lifetime to say out loud.
‘I love you.’
Then there was black, there was pain, there was relief and nothing all together.
All Ichigo could do was taking hold of her before her body fell on the ground, her bright eyes now held no emotions, there was no sparkle, no light he used to look for everytime he was in trouble.
Only the blood that stained the green pants of his and his hands and his tears falling onto her skin, every touch and every second made this nightmare more real.
His feelings all over the place for the girl he held special feelings for, feelings he had not understood till now, till she was dead in his arms, knowing that there will be a lifetime where he would live without her.
He cried his lungs out, throat burning till his body became numb, enough for the guard to take hold of him and guide him, even if forcefully getting him off the body of her.
Orihime.
The name he craved to call now, the only face he wanted to see again.
Once he reached the salon where they all slept, he found Rukia holding the same dead look he held, her entire body covered in blood, tears running down at the realization that Renji had died as well, probably in the same way.
Ichigo had failed, even though he lived, he failed her, he failed to cherish her, to love her, to maintain his promise to her and he would never forgive himself for that.
#ichihime#ichigo x orihime#ichiori#orihime kurosaki#inoue#inoue orihime#ichigo kurosaki#ichihime angst
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sypnosis: sometimes, you just need to listen to your own heart.
characters: narumiya mei x fem! reader
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being the only manager to a team like Inashiro was hard. they had you up and running six am, right along with the team, and made you stay over time when playoffs or nationals were coming up and as much as you loved the team, the schedule sometimes killed you.
the five thirty alarm rang through your room as you growled loudly. you were in no mood to wake up, especially after the night you had with Narumiya.
the two of you were on and off again ‘friends with benefits’ as you liked to put it. you called him when you were feeling alone and wanted someone to come and comfort you and he did the same thing. the one thing that stopped you from actually dating him was you yourself.
you never felt right dating Narumiya for various different reasons. you didn’t want to be seen as the girl who only joined the team to date the players nor did you want to ever be compared Narumiya in the first place.
Inashiro carried Narumiya as if he was their god. he had girls flocking him left and right. Narumiya knew the status he carried around the school but whenever it was just the two of you, he had always told you that you were worth more than any of the girls that surrounded him. he would date you in a heartbeat but your brain was your own worst enemy and denied him every time he asked.
you took out your manager uniform, deciding to just wear that for the day as Inashiro staff allowed any managers or sports students to wear uniforms on a day where a game was going to be played. the uniform was just Inashiro’s version of a tennis skirt and a red button colored shirt with white shoes and the teams sweater.
after you brushed your teeth and grabbed a quick breakfast from your fridge, you ran out onto the field, getting the equipment they needed for their morning practice. you knew that Shirakawa and possibly Carlos would be on the field but you knew the king would be late....as usual.
“morning guys!” you said tiredly to the boys. Shirakawa gave you a head nod as a hello as Carlos actually decided to help you out with the equipment, “were you the reason why our pitcher snuck in last night?” Carlos asked, wiggling his eyebrows jokingly.
you rolled your eyes, not bothering to answer. you grabbed the stack of papers that were reminders for the team about the upcoming Japan Series Sports Gala. it was a uppity dinner that Japan athletics threw every year to honor everyone who participated in their sports or helped manage them.
“remind me to hand these out to everyone before the team begins practice or else I’ll forget,” you asked Carlos. he nodded, putting them off to the side as you, “you going?” Carlos asked, looking at the flyers again, “if someone asks me. i’m not about to go single and dateless,” you replied.
“have Narumiya go with you,” Shirakawa said. you gave him the finger, not really in the mood to argue, “um, that’s kinda why I asked if you were with him last night,” Carlos murmured, scratching the back of his neck. you gave a look, as to indicate for him to continue, “he invited Amy to the gala this Saturday,” he confessed hesitantly.
you let out a laugh of disbelief, not believing what you were hearing. you knew Narumiya could be an ass but not to this extent. just as you were about to let out a scream of annoyance, most of the team arrived to the field, Narumiya being dragged right alongside them.
they sat on the patch of grass where they usually did as you picked up the notes you had to read off before they started their practice. with the boys having a scrimmage game in the afternoon, you knew you had no time to read anything off to them before hand. especially since they were Hokkaido again.
“morning everyone! remember, the gala is this Saturday. it’s free entry for players and managers but anyone bringing dates must pay for their ticket coming in. secondly, the game against Hokkaido starts at five today. if you’re late, that is not my business to handle for you,” you read off the sheets, “now, practice runs until seven and we’re all expect to be in class at the beginning of the hour. if you’re late, that’s on you!”
you closed the binder, sitting down on in your usual spot, finishing up last minute homework as they started practice. Carlos and Shirakawa looked at each other knowing what Carlos had said must’ve upset you since you were not as happy as you just were.
“how’d you sleep last night?” Narumiya asked, giving you a smirk, “fine. now leave,” you threatened, not bothering to play his games. he gave you a surprised look, not expecting your attitude, “what’s wrong?” he asked a bit more seriously.
you gave him a look, one that frightened him more than he was willing to admit. “Narumiya, I’m really not in the mood for you shit this morning so do us the favor of just practicing before I cause a scene and you wouldn’t want that to happen in front of Amy, would you?” you insinuated as you pointed to the black haired girl.
Narumiya sighed, “so you heard?” you nodded as he tried to figure out an excuse for himself, “well, you kept denying me and I needed a date for the dinner on Saturday so I asked her! I don’t know what you’re so worked up for,” he said, instantly knowing what he said was going to bite him in the ass.
“you know what Narumiya?” you said, trying not to seem angry, “there’s a reason why I never dated you. it’s out of respect for me, for you, for the team, and when you say things like you said to me last night, I took it to heart because I thought hey! maybe does genuinely like me but clearly I was wrong and maybe there are better people for you,” you said without skipping a beat, “but you know what? clearly Amy is better for you and maybe I did the right thing by not saying yes.”
Carlos who had overheard the entire conversation was stunned. he had no idea you felt like this and Narumiya especially had no idea. he grabbed your wrist but you quickly shook it off, trying not to spend anymore time around him. you got up, giving him one more tired look before going onto the field to do your duties.
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the end of the day came faster than you had wanted. you were in no mood to see Narumiya but considering they were going to play Hokkaido, you knew they were going to need you more today than any other day in the week.
you dropped your bag off in your room before running back to the field before you were late yourself. the only thing you had on you was your cell phone and wallet for dinner after the game.
“ready boys?” you screamed, trying to hype up the team. they nodded excitedly, Carlos and Shirakawa surprised at your attitude, “lets go kick some Hokkaido ass!” you yelled, earning a yell back from them, “don’t focus on the past, focus on the now!”
before you could continue your small speech, Fukui walked in, “uh hey, ( your name), Renji from Hokkaido is actually looking for you in the dugout,” you gave him a bewildered look as everyone gave you a surprised expression, “do you know for what?” you asked.
Fukui shook his head no. you quickly excused yourself but before you could, you grabbed Carlos by the wrist to come along with you. you had no idea what their catcher wanted so you grabbed Carlos for moral support. “what do you think he wants?” he asked rhetorically. you shrugged your shoulders, reaching the dugout to see Renji right alongside Hongou.
“hey, you’re looking for me?” you asked Renji with a small smile playing on your face. he was holding flowers with a nervous expression on his face as Hongou basically kicked him in the back of the leg for not responding, “oh, uh, yeah! as you know, the Japan Series dinner is this weekend and while I know it’s impossible for us to date because of our schools and schedules, I knew you’d be attending this event on Saturday and was wondering if...you’d like to go as my date?” your mouth dropped as Carlos covered his mouth in surprise.
this was was the farthest thing you were expecting to hear from Renji as he held the flowers out for you to hold, “oh, that’s surprising!” you replied, “but of course! thank you so much,” you said trying not to stutter. he laughed, before getting dragged by Hongou back to their dugout.
Carlos gave you a look before the two of you started laughing from surprise. “wow, Renji?” he asked in disbelief, “yup, Renji,” you replied before the two of you started laughing again.
the entire team, stunned from what Fukui had said earlier followed you and Carlos secretly to hear what the Hokkaido catcher wanted and were shocked to hear what he had said. Shirakawa instantly looked to Narumiya and wanted nothing more than to laugh when they all heard what he said.
Narumiya was pissed. pissed didn’t even begin to explain what he was feeling. he knew he had no right to get upset for accepting his date invitation but with the conversation you both had in the morning and the fact that you were going out with a rival team did not help him at all.
“serves you right,” Shirakawa murmured, “you’re lucky they don’t attend the same school or maybe Renji will get lucky Saturday night if you know what I mean.”
Narumiya stared at his friend, not trying to believe what he was saying. he knew a relationship with him for you would be nearly impossible because your schedules but the fact that you were still going out with him bothered him to hell.
the announcers called everyone to the field to shake hands with each other but Narumiya was beyond the point to be friendly with any of them. he saw the way you were giving a look to Renji every now and then and when it was your turn to shake his hand, instead of shaking it, he did a slight bow.
“he must really like you, huh?” Narumiya whispered to you. you gave him a smirk, returning the one he gave you in the morning, “course! someone has too,” you replied before going to the bench as the ref blew the whistle.
the entire game, you could sense Narumiya’s anger through his pitches. you knew Renji’s hand was going to hurt before the end of the game if he continued to throw that way. Shirakawa, who had gotten benched for getting a hit to the shoulder, laughed at Narumiya’s attitude.
“you gonna keep up the act?” he asked, kicking his leg up to rest on the bench in front of him, “probably. I mean, all of you heard the conversation so to pursue a relationship with him would be useless in the long run but it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun, would it?”
Shirakawa laughed at your pettiness but knew you had a right to make Narumiya suffer, even if it was just for a night.
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when Saturday night finally arrived, everyone going to the gala took the last train out of the city to get to the venue on time. one of the perks of all of this was that they were sending students back on busses once the gala ended and no one could sneak away secretly.
you hadn’t seen Narumiya all day but you knew you were going to run into him at least once into the night. you had been texting Renji all day, making sure the two of you got the outfits to match so you wouldn’t look like a bunch of idiots if they took photos.
the train stopped a few blocks from the venue but lucky for you, Renji and Hongou who had been begged to attend the gala by the team were waiting for you at the station. you waved to Renji who had another bouquet of flowers for you in his hand.
“thank you,” you whispered to Renji as he nodded as a response. he swung his arm around your shoulders as the three of you walked to the venue in no rush. what you had no knowledge of was that Narumiya was right behind you. his heart sunk to his stomach as he watched the way you were talking and smiling with Renji. his heart screaming and wishing that was him in his place.
Carlos looked at the longing stares Narumiya was giving you as he saw you taking pictures with Renji. it looked like you weren’t having any thoughts of Narumiya and while Carlos wanted to rub it in his face, he knew it was not his place to do any of that. he could tell how hurt he was feeling as Narumiya had even told two days prior that he had told Amy to no longer come along.
he thought it was a brace move by Narumiya and looking at how hurt he was feeling now, he could tell Narumiya was genuinely hurt with you accepting Renji’s invitation.
“listen,” Carlos said later into the night, “what you do is your business but what she said that day about her dating you is right. she would carry a lot of rumors on her back if she dates you. i’m not saying that if you explain whatever it is you’re feeling right now, she’d accept your feelings but she has a point in being hesitant on dating you. every girl at Inashiro kisses the ground you walk on and if they heart she’s dating you, that’s going to cause a lot of unnecessary drama on her end. I can’t tell you what to do but god damn is it tiring to see you this way.”
Narumiya sighed knowing what Carlos was saying was true. every now and then, he would look to the table where you were sitting with Renji and Hongou and sigh in envy. of course, to you, you could feel Narumiya’s stares through the entire night.
it wasn’t hared to tell that you were basically making Narumiya suffer. his face said it all and every time you went to the floor to slow dance with Renji, Narumiya’s face ran red with anger. a part of you wanted to drop the act to hear what Narumiya wanted to say but another part of you was going to wait till Renji left so you could talk to him.
Renji was a sweetheart, you couldn’t deny him that. he constantly brought you the drinks you asked and danced when you asked but he knew that a relationship with you wouldn’t work and it would be useless to even try to make it work. maybe in the future he would have his chance with you but as of right now, you weren’t close enough for him to pursue anything.
finally, once the night was drawing to a close, Renji and Hongou had to catch the earlier busses back to Hokkaido as there were hardly any busses for them in the first place. being that the venue was a bit closer to Inashiro, there was going to be more than a few busses for all of you to catch a ride in.
“I enjoyed tonight,” you murmured to Renji, bringing him into a hug. he smiled, grabbing your hand softly, “me as well. I hope we can do this again in the future,” he replied, giving it a kiss.
you smiled, giving him another bus before hearing Hongou screaming at him to get on the bus, “you have my number, don’t forget that,” you playfully said before heading back inside. you saw Narumiya at the end of the street, looking at you sadly.
Narumiya walked up to you slowly and saw the way your attitude chance as he approached you, “what?” you asked with no emotion in his voice. Narumiya, taking all his chance grabbed your hand and basically dragged you to kiss him. you were stunned into the kiss and while you wanted to pull away, you let it happen.
after Narumiya let you go, he stared at you longingly.
“I know what I did was horrible. I’m not good with feelings, especially when it comes to romance and I thought that if I took Amy as a date, it would help me get over you. I should have asked why you felt that way and why you kept denying me and I understand why I look like the asshole here but I can’t. I can’t see you dating anyone else or anyone that isn’t me. call me selfish, call me ignorant, I don’t care but please, you need to understand that even though we’re third years, you’re it for me. you’re the only one who truly understands me.”
you sighed, not knowing how to respond to his confession but you eventually fell back into reality and sighed again, “Narumiya, this shit isn’t a joke. my feelings aren’t a game or something to play with. you know better than anyone how I feel about this entire situation,” you tried to say as Narumiya instantly cut you off, “I know, Carlos reminded me today and I will try my hardest to get rid of anything you’re scared of but please,” he begged silently, “I want a chance with you!”
you gave Narumiya a look before bringing him into a kiss, “I’m scared, scared as hell actually. whatever happens, I guess we’ll deal with it whenever we get there but if you do anything to fuck this up, you’ll be out of my life faster than you can throw a ball,” you finally said.
Narumiya’s face instantly lit up with happiness as he smiled. he brought you in for another kiss but this one was a lot more slower and dare you might say, a bit more sexual.
“come on, lets get back inside before Carlos or the busses leave us,” you joked as Narumiya grabbed your hand and held it tightly. he gave it a kiss, right where Renji had put his, “and that’s what Renji gets for kissing what’s mine,” he murmured before the two of you ran to where Carlos was to get onto the last bus.
“are you both?” he asked slowly. you nodded yes as he sighed in relief, “finally! holy shit. it took you long enough! please never make any of us suffer that shit again!” Carlos exclaimed, texting the entire team the news that Narumiya was no longer being a pain in the ass, “but seriously, if he wasn’t being such a whiny idiot, you should have kept that up for a bit longer,” Carlos joked.
you rolled your eyes playfully as Narumiya growled before trying to hit Carlos which he dodged easily.
#daiya no ace#daiya no ace x reader#daiya no ace imagine#Ace of Diamond#ace of diamond imagine#ace of diamond x reader#narumiya mei#narumiya mei x reader#narumiya mei imagine#enjou renji#anime#sports anime#sport anime
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Final Hours Part 1: Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader
synopsis: you have everything you could ever want: a loving boyfriend, a place to call home, and a son who means the world to you. But peace is easily disturbed in the world of Jujutsu sorcery, and you’re no exception.
words: 1307
tw: light gore
a/n: Hey y’all! This will most likely be the penultimate piece I write for Suguru imagines. I feel like the wrap up will be perfect as I transition to other characters and new y/n characters, so just keep an eye out! Thank you all for reading so far. I appreciate all of the notes and votes and love.
“The higher ups said you need to come to Jujutsu Tech immediately.”
The sun had not yet risen when the call came through; Gojo’s unusually stern and unwavering voice echoing on the other end of the line. Thoughts shifted around as you sat up in the empty bed, sheets tousled around your figure in the moonlight. You look to the crib by the window - still occupied by your sleeping newborn - and hesitate even further. But Satoru is impatient. “Y/n, there’s no time to--”
“Where is Suguru?” you reply cooly, sliding out of bed. The white haired man on the other line falters as you slide a drawer open slowly, stuffing your hand inside to grab a proper shirt.
“Y/n, I--”
“Where is he? Has something happened to him?” The repeated question obviously irks Satoru and he sighs deeply.
“I don’t know. Pack as light as you can,” he answers quickly, turning away to yell something at someone who is not privy to your conversation. You slide on your joggers with ease, feet landing on the soft carpet of your shared bedroom lightly. “But bring everything you can for Renji. I don’t know if you two will ever come back to the apartment. I’ll tell you everything when you get here.” Satoru hangs up, leaving you in the unlit room with the sound asleep child.
You hoist a large weekender bag from the top shelf of your closet down and begin stuffing random items into it: a pair of sunglasses, a dress, two books - one for children, and one for yourself - various undergarments, a pair of jeans, socks, and three shirts. If anyone stopped you, they might think you were going on vacation. But the sinking feeling in your stomach and your unanswered question lingers in your mind. You realize there isn’t much you can do as you lift the baby bag that always prepped (Suguru’s orders) over your left shoulder, and move to drape your sweet, sleeping child over your other shoulder.
But before you can grab your son, someone knocks on your door. Out of habit, you look at the time: 4:26 am. With a fleeting sense of hope, you wonder if maybe Satoru sent a car to pick you up and take you to Jujutsu Tech. Or perhaps… the thought that it could be Suguru sticks much more firmly in your mind. You walk to the door and lift on your tiptoes to peek through the peephole, praying it will be someone you recognize.
Sugar stands with his hands in his pockets at the door, head tilted sideways with his eyes closed.
“I left my key inside, y/n.” Suguru says from the other side of the door, and you sigh deeply, unlatching the door for him. When you open it, the first thing you see is his attire. He hadn’t left in a white button-down or black slacks. In fact, you distinctly remember him kissing you goodbye with his uniform on. But maybe he had ruined it, you think, and you step aside for him to enter the apartment.
As he sits on the couch in exhaustion, you re-latch the door and turn a small lamp on after sliding your bags off of your shoulder. “You look awfully tired.” You position yourself behind him and begin to rub his shoulders tenderly, almost forgetting Satoru’s phone call.
“Why are you up? Why do you have those bags?”
“‘Toru called me and said we need to get to Jujutsu Tech right away,” you groan, rolling your eyes. “But you’re here, so we’ll go after you get some rest.”
“We’re not going.”
“Huh?” You pause, and Suguru rests his hands on his knees. You now notice the little cuts and scrapes on his knuckles, and the dark red splotch right below his bicep. “What do you m--”
“We can’t go.” Without turning around, Suguru places a hand on yours, hanging his head a little. “It’s no longer safe for us there.”
Before you even attempt to understand or piece together his words, your phone vibrates angrily in your pocket.
Gojo Satoru is calling…
“Hello?” You watch Suguru’s head turn to eye you over his shoulder carefully.
“Do not answer the door for Suguru. Wait for one of us to come get you.” The warning and subsequent hang up leaves you speechless, and you fumble to put your phone back in your pocket. What was going on? What had happened? Gojo wouldn’t be fucking around with you, would he? If Suguru was so dangerous, wouldn’t Satoru have told you to escape much sooner?
You don’t realize you’ve dropped your phone to the floor until Suguru turns to reach over the side of the couch, grasping the device in his hand. He looks at the screen for a moment, recognizes Gojo’s name, and proceeds to stand up with it. You watch in absolute horror as he takes it into the bathroom across from the living room and drops it into the toilet, flushing once. He stares at it while it swirls around, then shuts the lid of the toilet with finality.
“That’s better.”
Something is terribly wrong.
Your eyes meet almost instantly, and without hesitation, you dash for the bedroom, praying your feet will carry you faster than Geto’s to your son. But it was futile. Suguru grabs you by your waist from behind, snatching you back out of the doorframe and clamping a hand down on your mouth. You form claws with your hands and attempt to hold on to the wooden frame as you let out a muffled scream against his rough and bloodied palm. But he drags you kicking and screaming back into the living room and against the couch.
“You need to be quiet,” he urges you, growling the last word into your ear. “Our son is sleeping.” Tears form in your eyes while you fight his restraint with balled up fists and your best kicks, but it doesn’t matter. You’re absolutely helpless against him. When you finally surrender, he doesn’t loosen his grip on you, but does nod his head repeatedly.
“That’s a good girl… that’s my girl. Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way,” he coos, pressing a kiss to your temple. “You bring Renji and come with me right now. There’s no fuss, no fighting, no more death. If you stay here, I’ll have to kill every single person that comes to this door. Even Shoko and Gojo.” You inhale shakily, feeling your heart about to rip through your chest while you breathe against his palm. Tears roll down your cheeks rapidly and wet his fingers, but he doesn’t remove his hand. “Come with me. I’ll protect you.”
“Where?” you ask, your voice coming out shakier than you intended.
“Hmm?”
“Where would we go?” Suguru doesn’t answer you immediately, instead standing up with you still in his arms.
“I made a promise to protect you and Renji.” His voice is low against your ear, and you realize he’s using all of the modes of persuasion he can to get you out of this apartment and into his unshakable control. “Let me make good on that promise.”
You take the bags in your hands again once he lets you go.
I’m doing this for the safety of my son, you reason, watching Suguru lift the raven haired boy up from the crib gingerly. Surprisingly, Renji doesn’t wake, and Geto presses a tender kiss to the infant’s forehead as he walks out of the bedroom slowly.
With a finger, he motions to the door, and you unlock it obediently before allowing him to walk through. You give one last look at the furnished apartment - the home you made with Suguru - and shut the door behind you with finality, one again following your lover into the unknown.
#geto x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen getou#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jjk geto#jjk gojo#jjk#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen gojo
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FF7 Cloud Headcanons
I would call these shipping headcanons, but a few aren't. They are, though, all related directly to Cloud.
First off:
Sephiroth/Zack: OT3. Sephiroth has become the evil, controlling, stalker ex and Cloud is so obsessed that he plays into it and barely sees anyone else. Shades literally every other relationship. Cloud is the bottom, though he might get used as a switch if the others want; unsure if Cloud likes being a bottom.
So, that said:
Aeris/th: The Straight OTP, but entirely for Manic Pixie Dream Girl reasons (popular sacrificial subtrope included). I don't get the people who say that this is because of Cloud impersonating Zack because he totally botches that (Cloud: Jerk; Zack: Puppy) and Aeris sees through his façade anyway. I think they get along simply because Aeris tries to get Cloud out of his shell in a fun way and Cloud plays along.
Barrett: This is a crack ship and not just because the Japanese have problems with bears and black men; Barrett's emotional needs (and barriers) simply do not mesh with Cloud's. (Contrast Barrett and Marlene against Cloud and Denzel.) This does not mean I cannot see them shagging.
Biggs: Should be named Wedge. I thought this would work as a hookup before I found porn of it and was like, "Yep, that's exactly how it would work."
Hojo: BDSM-coded, rape-analogy situation. That's mad bioscience for you.
Jessie: One-sided infatuation (hers); Cloud finds her annoying.
Red XIII: Present for (largely unnecessary) identity parallels/as an unrelated character, not for shipping.
Reno: The Gay Meta OTP (see Axel/Lea x Roxas/Ventus and Renji x Ichigo, probably others - seems to be a pattern). There's probably some flirtation somewhere, but Reno is too tied to Rude
Rude: A quiet analog to Barrett; complicates the Rude-Reno-Cloud love triangle by being into Tifa.
Rufus: Tries to do the villainous pseudo-flirt thing, but thinks too highly of his position in the story such that he makes himself matter less than he actually does.
Scarlet: Her laugh is enough to ruin any boner Cloud might have.
Tifa: Cloud doesn't actually like Tifa that way, but he doesn't make a decisive end because she's a childhood friend who's still supportive (and, well, tits). The scene beneath the ship caused more problems than it solved. In other words, this is Cloud settling; Tifa deserves better.
Tseng: If the two had a relationship, Tseng would be a Dom.
Vincent: Optional characters are expressions of Cloud's psyche -- in this case, his emotional trauma from being experimented upon, plus his desire to be cool and collected. Note that both have berserker tendencies.
Yuffie: Cloud's inner child. The date represents him going to the Golden Saucer to have fun on his own.
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Needles 03
words: 2237
reverse harem (OC x everyone)
chapter 01
“Good evening, Ayasegawa-chan.” He straightened and stepped towards her. “A fine night fer a stroll, don’tcha think?”
“Uh...Yes, Captain.” Rin stepped a little to the left. “I’d love to enjoy it, but I need to rest before my finals tomorrow.”
“Ya know…” he was suddenly way too close. “I could talk ta yer teachers, have ya pass yer finals, no questions asked.”
“That’s mighty kind of you, Captain, but I can pass my finals on my own merit.” Rin had heard of a few girls who had passed their exams easily, even after having a record of horrible grades. They were rumoured to have been approached by Captain Ichimaru a few days before.
“I’m sure ya can.” He put his hand on her shoulder and slowly slid it down to her wrist, pulling her a bit closer. He bent to whisper in her ear. “How ‘bout we discuss what...position...ya can fill in my squad?”
“Ichimaru!” a voice startled Rin, making her hastily step back, but the white haired Captain merely hummed and grinned to the newcomer. Captain Soi Fon was walking up to them. “Ayasegawa has accepted my invitation to join the Second squad earlier this evening. Step away from my subordinate.”
“Oh? So scary, Captain Soi Fon!” He straightened and let go of Rin's wrist. He turned and started walking away, waving his hand. “Bye bye!” After he disappeared behind a corner, Rin turned to the smaller Captain.
“Captain Soi Fon!” she bowed lowly. “Thank you!”
“Heh. Creep.” She turned her eyes away from where Captain Ichimaru had vanished and focused on Rin. “So, you’re thinking about the Onmitsukido?”
“How did you…?” Rin straightened and widened her eyes in realization. “Oh! Cool!” she grinned, excited at the prospect of being able to hide and gather information.
“Not many people are happy when they find out they’ve been spied on.” The Captain mused as she started walking Rin back to her room in the Academy.
“Well, I don’t have anything to hide.” Rin looked up in thought. “Unless it’s the week before my brother’s birthday. But that’s different.” She waved the thought away. “This is me.” she stopped by a door. “Thank you again for your assistance.” Rin bowed one more time. “And...thank you for accepting me into your squad!” she beamed.
“Not so fast, Ayasegawa. You still have to pass your finals and our interview.” Soi Fon had her usual stoic expression, but Rin could see that spark of amusement. Maybe the Captain wasn’t always the serious woman everyone always thought her to be.
“Of course!” Rin nodded. “I’ll do my best, Captain!” She blinked and was suddenly looking at an empty hallway. “Cool.” she grinned and looked around, before entering her room. As she got ready for bed, she tried to sense any reiatsu outside her door, but she could only sense her roommate and her neighbours. “I can’t wait!” she whispered into her pillow after laying her Zanpakuto next to her.
Rin always made a point to meditate a little bit every day before going to sleep. This allowed her to learn the name of her sword much faster than her classmates, earning her entrance into many advanced classes.
The first time Rin entered her inner world, she lost her concentration and snapped out of her meditative state with a frightened yell. She had been in the dark, on a spider’s web. She had felt the web shaking, and a huge spider approached her, pincers clicking. After she calmed down and thought about what she had experienced, she realized she hadn’t been stuck in the web, but was standing on it. The Spider was scary, yes, but if she was in her inner world, shouldn’t she be safe?
The next day, she tried again. The spider was still there, but it kept its distance. Rin gulped down her fear and observed her surroundings more closely. She was surrounded by pitch black, nothing could be seen aside from the net’s pearly-white strands. Rin was standing right in the middle of it, and the edges blurred and disappeared into the darkness. Turning back to the spider, she could barely distinguish it from the inky blackness around them. The spider did not move. It was stock still, its eyes, as big as melons, glinted, the silky web reflected in them. Its long legs perched on the thin strands easily, not a quiver to the large abdomen. They seemed thinner and sharper than those of a normal spider, making it even more terrifying with downward pointing spikes all around its body.
For days, Rin stood there and looked at the spider. They stood in silence, still as stones, staring at each other. Rin once crouched and touched the web. It was sticky, but she pulled her hand free easily enough. When she did so, the spider had approached her slowly, clicking its pincers and lowering her body to stare Rin in the face. Rin felt a tugging in her mind, as if she were supposed to be noticing something, but she couldn’t quite grasp it.
Ever since then, Rin had spent more time in her inner world, mostly before bed. The spider would approach, and they would stare at one another while Rin tried to grasp at whatever was tugging on her mind, until Rin exhausted herself into sleep.
She started paying more attention to the webs and spiders in the academy and around Seireitei when she went out with her brother or her friends. She became fascinated with the way spiders acted and learned a lot from their behaviour.
She was watching a net on the ceiling of her brother’s squad’s training room one afternoon as she waited for him to finish training so they could go out to dinner after he had invited her the week before. She watched as the larger spider sat patiently in the centre, when a smaller one came and stopped at the edge of the web. The smaller spider plucked a few strings and stepped back as the larger spider turned and (faster than Rin would have assumed a spider to be capable of moving) moved to the second spider. The second spider had a fly in its tarsus, which the larger one mistook for prey and attacked. While the larger spider was busy, the smaller one went around it to mate, and quickly flee. It was not fast enough, and the larger spider caught up to it, pouncing and enveloping it in a cocoon. Rin hadn’t noticed the grin on her face until her brother likened her to Captain Ichimaru, much to her displeasure.
That night, she went to bed a little earlier than usual. She entered her inner world, waited for the spider to approach, and felt the tugging in her mind.
She tugged back.
“Finally. Even my patience has a limit, my dear.” A voice sounded clearly in her mind where the tugging used to be. The best way Rin could describe it, was ‘smoky’. A woman’s voice, low, mysterious, sensual and firm echoed all around her and in her mind.
“Are you...the spider?” Rin asked. Said spider tapped her leg on a strand, making the web vibrate slightly.
“I am.” the voice answered.
“Are you my sword?”
“I am a reflection of your power and soul.” Rin took that as a yes.
“I’m Rin. What’s your name?”
“Chihari”
From then on, Rin would hear Chihari’s voice during the day. At first, the spider would point out simple things to her. Where she had misplaced her notebook, if she had unknowingly dropped something, or if there was someone approaching. Rin continued training following the Academy’s teachings, but she also trained alone with Chihari. She learned to better sense reiatsu and observe her surroundings. Chihari taught her to make her surroundings her web. Everything was connected, and in the centre, stood Rin, feeling for any shifts. She became more patient and attentive. Her grades improved along with her reiatsu and strength. She knew she still had a terribly long way to go, but that did not stop her from doing her best and pushing her limits to the max.
Rin took immense pleasure in sneaking away from her friends and watching them continue speaking until they noticed she was gone then sneaking back up on them, startling them to the point where they would hold her sleeve to make sure she was still there. She wasn’t yet at the point where she could sneak around the higher seated officers and Lieutenants, but her brother and his friends were easily and gladly available for her to train her skills on. It became a game to them, where they bet against each other to see who would be the one to lose track of Rin. So far, she had managed to braid Renji’s hair once (though he argued that he wasn’t sober), and steal Rangiku’s chopsticks during lunch. She had been caught by Captain Hitsugaya, and received a stern scolding from him for being in his office without his permission, but she could see the slight twitching of his lips when she explained what she was doing and showed him her prize. She had to run errands for him for a week as punishment, but she gladly used the activity to train her shunpo.
Rin thought about how far she had come since her first fright at seeing Chihari in her inner world, and grinned at what she might still learn.
Chihari greeted her in her inner world, which was much larger than when she first visited it. The web had more strands, a few cocoons stuck to it, and spread out wider than before. Rin approached the spider, who was spinning one of the cocoons.
“Will you ever tell me what’s in them?” Rin asked.
“You must unravel them yourself.” Came the same reply as always. Rin had tried hacking at the strings, pulling them, biting them, but to no avail. She decided not to dwell on that today, and simply sat on the web and told Chihari of her day and her thoughts. “Spinning a web in the Onmitsukido could be a smart choice.” She plucked at a string, making a cocoon further away jiggle. “Just be careful not to get caught up in your own web.”
“Chihari, I don’t understand.” Rin spread her hands out. “I don’t spin webs. I don’t lie, I don’t cheat, aside from card games--” she muttered as an afterthought. “I don’t scheme against anyone. What web am I spinning?”
“Spinning a web is not always with ill intent.” Chihari finally turned to her. “Everyone and everything you interact with is part of your web. From the moment you wake, you are spinning. When you study, when you eat, when you train, when you go out with your friends. Your web is strong in some places, weak in others.” she placed a leg on a thin strand, snapping it and having to pull her leg from the hole it made.
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Rin sighed as she stretched outside in the shade of a tree. At last, her finals were over. She had the week to kill before the results came in and the interviews with the squad captains took place. She had already filled out all the invitation forms she was interested in and handed them to the representative. She would be staying that week with her brother in the 11th’s squad’s barracks until she was placed in her own squad. As fifth seat, Yumichika had spacious quarters, and was glad to share them with his sister.
She spent so much time in 11th squad that she was used to all the men ogling at her and the whispered lewd comments. None of them dared come near her, though, in fear of what she had done to the last squad member who dared slap Rin’s ass as she was walking by. That day, they had learned her sword’s power of sucking Reiatsu. Rin was quick and merciless as she activated her Shikai and stabbed the man in different points, his reiatsu flowing from her needles into her. The man had been left a knocked out pile on the floor, and Rin had so much energy at the end of her attack, she was able to finally land her first (and so far only) hit on Ikkaku during their training session.
“Hey, Rin!” A few of her classmates waved at her. “Let’s go celebrate!” Rin grinned and stood, jogging over to them and joining the group hug. “We’re gonna miss each other so much!” One of the girls said.
“I’m gonna be keeping tabs on all of you once I’m in the Onmitsukido.” Rin laughed.
“That makes two of us!” Nakashima grinned.
“What makes you think you’re gonna get in, slowpoke?” Rin nudged him.
“You wanna go again, Ayasegawa?” he towered over her, a challenging grin on his face.
“Bring it on, Nakashima. Last one there pays the tab.” Rin craned her neck to stare back at him. “On three. One...two...THREE!” They sped away in the direction of their usual haunt, a bar students frequently attended, but Rin stopped, watching her opponent shunpo away as she cackled and jogged back to the group of friends. “So, this new bar. Heard a lot of good things about it.” Her friends laughed and shook their heads as they walked the other way.
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Crazy Nights PT 1 (Renji X Reader)
"Oh great, now we're gonna be late." A scarlet haired male said. "What were you doing sleeping in a tree? (Y/N) and I were looking everywhere for you, so if we're late it's your fault." A black haired girl said. "I'll sleep wherever I want." The male snapped back. As the three of you were running, you sweat dropped.
You and Renji had been placed in the advanced class, while your friend Rukia was in the class below. You sat next to Renji, who was looking out of the window and nudged him. "Pay attention." You hissed. Your friend glared at you, but you chuckled. These were going to be an interesting few years.
Seven years later
"Lieutenant Hisagi, where's third seat Yumi Ukitake? I have some paperwork for her." You said, holding a sizeable amount of paperwork from your squad, Squad 13. A girl with black hair and forest green eyes poked their head out of a nearby door. "Oh, did dad send those? Let me take them off you. How is he, anyway?" Yumi smiled. Yep, she definitely had Captain Ukitake's smile. "He's having a funny turn, but-" Before you could finish, Yumi dumped the papers on her desk, and flash stepped to your squads barracks. "I'll get them done for her. Thanks fifth seat (L/N)." Shuhei said. You bowed and left.
"(Y/N)!" Came a voice you knew all to well. You turned around and saw Renji. "Oh, hey Renji. Sup?" You smiled. Damn, Renji looked hot with those tattoos. 'I wonder where else he's got them..' You thought, then hastily shaking your head to get the perverted thoughts out. "Was wondering if you wanted to join me and Rukia in visiting Ichigo and the others." You loved Ichigo, he was like the brother you never had and was such an idiot... Just like Renji. You nodded, and off you went.
The cafe you were at was quite popular, and the seven of you were lucky to get a table. "I hear the Hollow attacks are getting slightly worse." You say, while taking a sip of your (F/D). "Yes. We don't know what's causing it." Uryu replied, pushing his glasses up. "Perhaps it's best you report this to the Soul Society." Rukia said, picking up her teacup and taking a drink. Just then the unmistakable roar of a Hollow was heard.
You, Rukia and Renji used your soul candies to change into your true selves. This Hollow wasn't alone, it had a few friends, including Menos Grande. Great, just great. "Roar! Zabimaru!" Renji said, as his Zanpakuto changed into its Shikai form. "Fly! (Z/N)!" You called, and went straight for a Menos Grande.
It was charging up a Cero, and it fired towards Renji. You got there in time to block the attack, but it still caused you damage. "(Y/N)! (Y/N)!!" Renji called. "I'm ok." You smiled, even though you weren't. You didn't want to seem weak in front of your long term crush. It was then Ichigo activated his Bankai, and made quick work of the Menos.
Back home, you were being treated in Squad 4 for your injuries. "You idiot. You don't need to lie to me." Renji said, as he sat next to your futon. You rolled your eyes, and stared up at the ceiling. "I just hope you're fine for the upcoming festival. I was... Erm... Gonna ask if you'd be my date." Renji said, his face as red as his hair. You looked at him with wide eyes. "Yes! Yes I'd love to!" You grinned. Renji also smiled back. Maybe you could confess at the festival.
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