Rangikuzgal

I'm 26, Black, Bi as fuck and in love with with bunch of 2d people. Rangiku's Number 1. Anime brain rot account, especially for Bleach. Blog mostly consists of nsfw anime posts, sometimes sfw. 18+ only round here.

[mzmatusmoto]

Rules of Requesting and More.

Hiya! This is just a random blog to dump a lot of anime smutty fics/drabbles for fun. I’ll mostly be writing about Bleach but I’ll write of other anime as well that I’ll list below.

General Rules 

-This blog is an 18 plus blog ONLY. Since I’ll be mostly writing smut, this is a space for adults only. 

-The blog has no welcome for racists, sexists, ableists, antisemites, transphobes and other horrid people. It’s a shame I have to even say this but the bullshit is not welcome, act accordingly. 

-I only write for adult characters. 

Anime/Manga I’ll write for:

-Bleach

-Attack on Titan

-Chainsaw Man

-Naruto Franchise 

-SpyXFamily

-Dragon Ball (Z)/ franchise 

What I’m willing to write:

-Smut, fluff, hurt & comfort, angst etc. Anything outside of what I don’t write about. 

-Oneshots, drabbles, short fics

-x reader (mostly fem and/ afab readers--willing to write for trans and nonbinary/gender neutral readers as well)

-Kinks are acceptable such as mommy and daddy, I have a list of those I don’t write below but always ask me if it’s all right first.

-I’ll write for any male, female or nonbinary/ non gender conforming character of the anime/manga.

 What I DO NOT write:

-anyone x minor characters

-age play/regression

-rape

-a/b/o

-giant age gaps

-foot fetishes, water sports, scat play. Any odd fetishes that make me uncomfortable, but always ask prior to requesting.  

Hope you guys enjoy the writing! Happy requesting, byee!

[mzmatusmoto]

Captain, Oh Captain~Rangiku Matsumoto

Anime/Fandom:Bleach

Pairing: Rangiku x captain fem! reader

Word Count: 839

Content Warning: Smut {18 plus only} wlw, Boob play, fingering, teasing, praise

Captain duties were abundant. As squad seven’s new captain, you had a difficult time warming up to your underlings and subordinates, replacing Captain Komamura’s (huge) shoes grew to be quite the feat.

Your office hardly had its empty days; squad members had their issues and you were more than happy to resolve them, yet it was comforting to know that they didn’t need you from time to time. 

The moment you collapsed in your chair, soft, strawberry-blonde hair engulfed your shoulders and neck, breasts bounced and bumped your back. 

You tensed at the feeling, then scoffed as your girlfriend wrapped her arms around your shoulder.

“Is there a reason why you snuck in here and hid your spirit energy?” you deadpanned but you leaned into her touch anyway. 

“Aw, and here I just wanted to help you relax, captain,” Rangiku purred. Her lips found the underside of your ear, pressed a few kisses there. “Don’t you want me to help you relax, captain?”

A shiver rushed along your back. Rangiku chuckled as if she felt it herself. 

“You’ve been working so hard, captain,” she said. Her words were slow, mirroring her the movements that followed: pushing off your captains haori and the top of your shihakusho as she slipped her hands under to fondle your breasts. “It’s my job as a lieutenant to make my captain feel good.” 

“Y-You aren’t even my lieutenant--shit, Giku!” you yelped, trying to speak through the sensation of Rangiku pinching and squeezing your breasts. “Lets hope I’m the only captain who gets this treatment from you--fuck!”

Rangiku nipped at your right boob now, eyes shiny and glancing up at you as she smirked.

“Only for you, y/n. I could be your lieutenant, giving my captain what she needs. Every. Single. Day,” Rangiku said with a kiss to the side of your mouth, neck and chest. “Captain Hitsugaya would understand.”

You tried protesting, although Rangiku’s fingers were quicker, you thought she’d give the stealth force a run for their money at how fast she untied your obi, stuffing a hand down your undergarments. 

Rangiku searched, finding your warm, yet slick center with a shit eating grin; you gasped at the contact.

“Have you been thinking about this?” she asked. Another kiss as she rubbed gently at your clit, pressing on it softly with one digit. Have you been thinking about me, captain?”

“Rangiku, I-I’m not your captain, j-just fucking--”

You moaned as Rangiku inserted one finger. 

“Oh, captain, if you wanted me to fuck you just tell me. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Another moan followed instead of your command. Rangiku curled the finger slowly all while squeezing your nipple and pressing hot mouth kissing down your neck, sucking at your pulse point oh so well.

“Please, Giku, I-I want you,” you whimpered. Your hands tugged at her strawberry-blonde locks, prompting the lieutenant to groan, sending her warm breath against your neck. “I-I want you to--”

Rangiku kissed you fully on the lips to absorb your whine.

“Ah, baby, you’ve got to tell me,” she cooed as she tilted your chin up with her finger. Her other hand continued to slowly play at your pussy, rubbing the lips with two fingers. “If you don’t, I’ll just assume you’d want me to stop. You do have a lot of paper work, I wouldn’t want my captain to fall behind.”

“No! I’ve got time to, just please, finish what you started and fuck me!” 

 Rangiku’s lips curled into a smile, you jerked at the touch, your hips twitched.

“Yes ma’am, captain,” she purred.

She collected your built up juices and slick then finally inserted a finger, making you moan and shudder in her arms. The lieutenant created a nice rhythm, curling her fingers a few times before finding your g spot easily based on how your thighs shook. She went faster; your breath grew quick as your stomach tightened and your hand went down to grip her working wrist.

“Mmmh, fuck! Don’t stop, right there! I-I’m so close!”

“Oh! Then go on, come whenever you’d like,” Rangiku said. She rocked against you, her own breath labored a bit in soft pants. “God, you’re so sexy, an amazing shinigami, a captain falling apart for me like this. I’m gonna come just from this.”

Her words sent you over the edge, your orgasm washing over you once the words poured from her lips; you cry was muffled when Rangiku kissed you, gently pulled her fingers out of your warm heat and wrapped her arms around you. 

“I got you, it’s ok, breathe,” she whispered against your lips. “You did so well. The duties haven’t been too hard, have they?”

You rolled your eyes. Why’d she have to bring up work after she was just inside you? A kiss to her lips managed to shut her up while your hands moved up her own breasts. 

“I don’t want to hear about work, will you let captain touch you?”

Rangiku giggled and leaned forward to capture your lips again. “Yes, ma’am.”