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✨Summary: You visit Uryu to wish him a happy New Year's Eve
💙As usual, I like to have a non-smut piece; this one is also a happy one-shot. I remember writing so much angst for this blog and then being like I will write more happy Uryu fanfics & then dipping. Anyway, ennnjoy.
❌No warnings❌
💕SFW
📃Wordcount: 1K
Thirty minutes till New Year’s.
Uryu sat on the bench, cigarette resting between his lips, the cold nipping at his nose.
He took the lighter from his pocket, lighting the cigarette as he saw her in the distance, taking a drag once she stopped at his feet. "You're not going to Kurosaki's place?" He asked. "Just came from there," She looked down as he raised an eyebrow. "You didn't stay?"
"Everyone misses you."
Uryu took another drag, his free arm hanging off the armrest. "I know." She sat down next to him. "Your dad runs the hospital. Are you sure he couldn't have given you some leeway and given you the night off?" She kicked some snow with her foot.
"Giving your son holidays off while everyone works isn't a good look," He flicked the cigarette a bud falling to the ground. "Besides,” He continued. “The kids would be sad if they didn't see me on holidays," A smile appeared on Uryu’s face. "I can’t argue with that, but you can still come to a party every once in a while. I had to stop Chad, Orihime, and Ichigo from coming over here." Uryu turned to her, shocked. "Wait? Were they going to leave Kazui home alone? To see me? " She rolled her eyes before leaning on her fist. "How are you so smart yet so dense?"
“Well, you didn’t fully explain the situation, so I naturally jumped to a conclusion, especially since it involved Kurosaki. You know how he is.“ Uryu threw his cigarette. "Is it safe to assume that he sent you here again?"
She leaned back against the bench. "Nope, I came of my own volition. I would call, but I know the chances of you answering are slim.” Uryu turned to look at her. She was smiling, but her eyes looked sad; he hated that look. His eyes darted around, searching his mind for something to say as he was feeling guilty. Cause he knows he was the cause of it.
“What’s your favorite song?’ He suddenly blurted out. She looked at him, confused. “What?”
“Favorite song. It could be your favorite song ever, or now doesn’t matter.” Uryu played with his hands in his lap as she looked into the distance, wondering. She grabbed his arm. “Don’t laugh.” He smiled at her. “Arashi’s Love So Sweet,” Uryu's smile turned into a smirk. “Aren’t you a little too old to be listening to a boy band?” She hit Uryu lightly. “You said you wouldn’t laugh.”
“I didn’t! I- Anyways," He cleared his throat. "That’s your ringtone now.” She looked at Uryu, still not following. “Whenever you call or text, it will play that song, I’ll answer it right away, promise.” She grinned. “You're playing with fire cause if you don't answer, I’m coming down here to see why.”
Uryu pushed up his glasses. "Please don’t.” She chuckled, leaning her head on his shoulder. “I’m joking, mostly.” She kept her head on his shoulder. Uryu felt his body heat up despite being out in the cold.
"By any chance, do you wanna go up?" He asked, she raised her head and looked at him. He was full of surprises tonight.
Uryu leaned back against his desk, watching her as she took off her coat, his hands gripping the desk as he bit his lip. He looked away; he didn't want those thoughts running through his head right now. Once finished, he looked back at her, "Do you want coffee?" He asked. "That would be great, actually." She answered, putting her hat on the coat rack.
He arrived with two hot cups, handing one off to her. She leaned against the desk, blowing on her cup. "Do you think we can see the fireworks from here?" She gestured to the windows with a cup in hand. Uryu walked to the blinds, opening them. Kurkakura town was still lit up as most people were awake for the new year. "Possibly." She walked up beside him, cup in hand. “It's so pretty from here." She took a sip from her cup as Uryu looked at her, a smile appearing on his face. “Yah, it is.”
She found herself on his office couch putting her finished coffee down. “Ah, so this is where you live?” She leaned back.
Uryu side-eyed her. "I do not live here. You guys always talk like I don’t have a life."
"I mean, going to your house to sleep and shower isn’t really having a life."
“Haven’t you reprimanded me enough?" He said deadpan, drinking the last of his coffee. "No,” She got up from the couch, walking towards him. “I think you should get one hundred lashes for icing me out.”
“I, I mean, I didn't do it on purpose, I, time just slipped away from me.” She got up from the couch as he continued to stutter, how cute. "Well, I still think you should get some type of punishment even if you didn't mean it." Uryu put his cup down, leaning against the table, trying not to break his cool despite his pink-tinted cheeks.
"Well...What type of punishment...do you think I should get?" She walked closer to him.
"Kiss Me."
5 Minutes to midnight.
Uryu’s eyes went wide. She was joking, right? There was no way his friend just asked him to kiss her.
She smiled to herself. Uryu's mouth was agape, his brows were knitted as if in serious thought. She had broken him, and it was too cute. He looked back at her. "You're...serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" She shrugged. Uryu looked around. He never thought that she could have feelings for him. He always thought that it was one-sided.
She got closer, her feet in front of his. "So," She looked at him, head tilted. He closed his eyes, sighing. Uryu's arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. Her hand went to his chest to steady herself. They looked at each other as if asking for permission before leaning into each other, their lips touching softly as the fireworks went off.
Uryu pulled away, but she pulled him back into a hungrier kiss, pushing him into his desk by mistake. He broke the kiss, breathing hard. "I think that's enough for tonight." She pouted. "Your no fun."
"I think you forgot that we are in my office, my office that is located at my job."
"Still you don't wanna-"
"No."
"But-"
"No," Uryu said sternly as she looked at him with sad eyes. He pushed up his glasses. "If I'm going to do that, I would like to do it properly and maybe take you out first."
✨Summary: Ichigo invites Uryu to the Gentlemen's Club he frequents as a thank you.
📃Wordcount: 2K
❌Warnings: Smex work, some boy x boy action, but not too much to take away from the x reader-ness of it all.
💙 I did not think a 3some would be this hard to write, but here we are, a year and a half later. I kept writing and rewriting cause it just didn't feel clear or it wasn't to the quality I wanted, but I think I'm happy with the final product.
❤️AO3 Link: [Coming Soon]
What was he doing here?
"Sewing is not a grandma hobby. Besides, who saved you hundreds of dollars on getting your suit tailored? Cause last time I checked, that was me, and it was done for free." The elevator dinged, cutting their argument off. Uryu's heart jumped into his throat as they walked down the hallway. Faint moans could be heard, slightly drowned out by the classy music. He leaned into Ichigo as they neared the door. "You know, a fully paid-for dinner or maybe a new sewing needle would have been a good thank you, then a...then a." Uryu shifted, he couldn't even come to say Sex Worker. Ichigo patted his back. "That solid you did for me saved my business, plus we've been friends since high school. I think it's time that I help you enjoy the finer things in life."
Uryu thought to himself as he followed Ichigo and the club host to the elevator, "She’s your type, don’t worry." Ichigo spoke. "My type?" Uryu said back with an air of suspicion. "Last time I checked, I don’t have one." Ichigo snorted. "Of course you do. Everyone does; if you don't have a type, you're lying or trying to hide something." Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "You don’t have any weird kinks you're hiding?" Uryu pushed up his glasses, irritated. "I don’t. I haven’t just put that much thought into what my type is." Ichigo scoffed. "Of course you don't, your brain is full of nothing but work, sleep, and your grandma hobby."
Uryu rolled his eyes. This definitely wasn’t one of the finer things in life. Ichigo threw his arm around him, pulling him close. "Nervous cause you haven't done it in a while?" Uryu pushed him away. "That doesn't mean my skills have faltered." Ichigo smiled at Uryu’s reaction. The host clapped his hands. "She is ready for the both of you. Do you talkative boys need a refresher of the rules?"
“As a regular no,” Ichigo said, taking the lead. The host turned towards Uryu, who was now frozen; it was all too real now. Ichigo came to his savior. "I'll remind him if he gets out of hand," Ichigo said with a grin. "Just as a reminder, if you do get out of hand, we have a ban list. That being said, enjoy your night, gentleman." With that, he opened the door, bowing.
Ichigo stepped in, but Uryu stood back. If he went in, he would be breaking several laws, wouldn't he? Also, it was unbecoming of him; he hadn’t even been in a causal relationship before. How would he be able to have intercourse with someone paid to sleep with him?
"Kurosaki." The woman ran, wrapping her arms around Ichigo. "Hey," Ichigo said, hugging her back. "Is this your friend?" She peeked around Ichigo to look at Uryu, who tensed under her gaze. "Ishida, Uryu Ishida, is his name," Ichigo explained. "Uryu Ishida." She spoke softly, looking him up and down. A chill ran down Uryu's spine. She slipped off of Ichigo. "Well, are you two guys ready? Or do you need a drink or two to unwind?" She stretched. Uryu opened his mouth to answer, but Ichigo cut him off. "No. We can just get started." Uryu bit his lip for doing this as a thank you; Ichigo was sure torturing him.
With that said, she dropped the robe she was wearing, revealing a matching set of blue underwear made of sheer fabric. "Like it," Ichigo whispered behind him. "I know you love that color." Uryu would rather die than admit that he was enjoying this.
Ichigo left Uryu’s side, going to her, he placed an arm around her waist, leading her to the couch, all while Uryu stood there looking at everything but the two. "You going to admire the decor all night?" Ichigo asked teasingly. Uryu sucked his teeth, following the two. Ichigo pulled her into his lap, running his hands slowly up and down her waist. He stopped at her chest, cupping them before grabbing them firmly. Ichigo squeezed them, letting them go. Uryu watched as they bounced before coming to a stop. Ichigo kissed her neck while giving her chest another squeeze.
It was awkward for Uryu. Did Ichigo really think he would get turned on by watching him do that?
Ichigo hooked his hand under each thigh before spreading her open, her croch now in Uryu’s view. Fuck, she was neatly trimmed down there, as well as how her folds sucked in the fabric. Uryu tightened his grip on his pants leg, his knuckles turning white. Ichigo’s hands traveled down to her clothed folds, rubbing gently the name Kurosaki escaping from her lips.
She sounded so beautiful, Uryu found himself pushing away thoughts, wishing it was his own name, which it could be, but he didn’t want to give Ichigo the satisfaction. Ichigo continued slipping a finger under the fabric, rubbing faster. “Like that, babe?” He nibbled her earlobe. “Yes. More, please.” Ichigo slipped a finger into her folds, pumping in and out. His free hand went to her chest. Ichigo made sure his thumb grazed her nipple through the fabric.
Uryu felt his pants getting tighter as he watched her nipple get harder.
Ichigo’s eyes traveled down from Uryu’s judging face to his pants, smirking once he saw the small tent. Fingers still in her, Ichigo leaned over, whispering in her ear. Uryu tilted his head curiously at the two. Ichigo slowed his pace, his hands leaving her.
She moved off of Ichigo, crawling towards Uryu, getting up to put one leg on each side of him to sit on his lap. He looked at her with shock. Ichigo leaned over, undoing her bra; she slipped it off, never breaking eye contact with Uryu
Uryu’s breath caught in his throat, but he stood his ground, perfect breast or not, he would stand his ground. Her hands went to her chest, pushing them together, then letting them bounce. She put her hands on them once more, squeezing them together. “Kurosaki, said you like this.” Before he could protest, her hips started moving. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Uryu bit his lips, trying not to make a sound.
Her hands went to his shoulders as her hips picked up pace. Uryu couldn’t control his hands as they went to her hips, holding her in place. She stared down at him, but his eyes began to wander down to her chest. Ichigo watched as he worked himself through his pants. Uryu slid his hand up her side, stopping to think about the consequences.
What consequences?
He was already there, this was already paid for, and nobody outside the two of them knew they were there. Plus, he was just extremely turned on.
So he continued his hand, going to grab her chest, the other one following suit. Uryu’s thumbs rubbing across her nipples, causing her breath to hitch. It wasn’t long before Uryu’s mouth found her chest, testing the waters by licking her slowly. Once she let out a moan, he picked up the licks before taking her into his mouth, sucking harshly.
His mouth left her tit with a pop, his chest heaving, switching to the other side. Pulling away after a few minutes to look at his work. Which was short-lived as she decided to slip down off him, her legs going to each side of Ichigo. He looked down at her eyes, half lidded, confused till he heard his pants unzipped. Without removing anything, she pulled out his cock that leaked with precum.
“We're getting into it, huh?” Ichigo smacked her ass as she slowly took Uryu into her mouth. Shaking her ass, Ichigo’s hand grabbed her butt as she took more of Uryu. She slowly came up, causing Uryu to whine. “You like?” She asked, licking his tip. “Shit,” escaped Uryu’s lips. She took his cock in her hand, moving up and down painfully slow. “Tell me so I can give it to you.” She rubbed her thumb across his leaking tip, causing Uryu to twitch in her hand.
He sawllowed. “Y-y-yes, I like it, please, ah- more.” She stopped pumping and pulled his cock gently back, it hitting his stomach. “Please.” Uryu managed to whine out, Ichigo’s grin growing bigger. She put it back in her mouth, bobbing up and down while grinding down on Ichigo. Uryu rolled his hips into her mouth gently, messily undoing his dress shirt. He watched her intensely, his hand rubbing up and down his own chest. Ichigo smacked her ass again, her moan traveling down Uryu’s shaft.
He was too close.
He ran his fingers through her hair before tugging gently to pull her up, looking at her lips that were glossy with his pre-cum before pulling her into a kiss, licking her lips, tasting himself before going in for a deeper kiss. Uryu broke off the kiss, both of them breathing hard. “Wanna do me a favor and lay down on Kurosaki with your legs spread.” Which came off more as a demand than a request. “What are you planning?” Ichigo asked as she lay on him. “Just watch,” Uryu said, pulling down his pants along with his underwear.
Uryu hooked his fingers on her underwear, pulling them down completely. “Ah. I see what we’re doing here.” Ichigo said, putting a hand under each thigh, spreading her legs. Uryu’s hand found her crotch, rubbing her gently. “Feel good, babe?” Ichigo said, kissing her. She moaned a yes as Uryu sank a finger into her, moving in and out. He added another, her head flinging back onto Ichigo’s shoulder. Ichigo captured her lips with his as Uryu continued, only stopping when Uryu pulled his fingers out of her.
Uryu licked his fingers, then sank to his knees, coming face to face with her bottom half, sticking his face in it. He took a long whiff of it, his cock twitching. It had been so long since he had done this, and just like the last time, he wished he could hold onto the smell forever. He gave her a long, slow lick. “Ishida.” She whined out, which was enough incentive for him to do it again. After a few slow licks, he picked up the pace, going harder, curses falling from her lips. “He’s such an expert at this, huh?” Ichigo snaked his hand around her to her clit, rubbing. Uryu then added his fingers along with the licks. She let out a gasp as both men worked her.
Uryu could feel her tighten around his fingers. Ichigo moved his finger from her clit, Uryu’s mouth and tongue taking over, her hands going to Uryu’s hair, using it to pull his face closer. Her thighs were closing tight on Uryu’s face, his glasses digging into her thighs. After a few licks, she came all over Uryu’s face, Uryu following her and cumming all over the floor.
Once Uryu pulled away, Ichigo saw the mess on the floor. “Did you just-.”
“Shut up.” Uryu shot back, whipping his face with the back of his sleeve. “Adorable.” She said in between breaths, causing Uryu to blush deeper than he already was.
“Now that you guys have had your fun, do you mind giving me some as well?” Ichigo unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Without any hesitation, she got on her knees. She took it in her hand, licking the tip. As if mesmerized, Uryu also got on his knees, causing Ichigo to raise an eyebrow. She paused, Uryu taking over and licking. She moved her hand, taking over licking his base. They continued switching positions, breaking every once in a while to kiss each other. A deep fuck, leaving Ichigo’s throat as he watched the two.
Ichigo was on cloud nine, but really started to lose it when she switched off with Uryu to take him into her mouth. Uryu held Ichigo’s cock in his hand as she swallowed him inch by inch till her throat was stuffed. She slowly started pulling back. Uryu pulled Ichigo’s pants all the way down. Ichigo takes that as a que to buck his hips up into her mouth.
The sound of choking filled the room. The scene before Uryu had him grabbing his own cock, jerking it. He felt deprived, but he couldn’t help himself. Ichigo finished with a loud grunt, keeping his hips raised as he finished. She gradually slipped off his cock, looked up at him, and opened her mouth. Ichigo put his fingers under her chin. “Good girl.” She closed her mouth, swallowing.
“Come with me.” Uryu offered his hand while avoiding eye contact, she took it and led her to the bed. He grabbed a condom out of the bowl, ripping it, then placing it on his cock before lying down. She ran her hand from his stomach to his chest. “What do you want me to do?” She asking. “I think it’s pretty obvious,” Uryu said deadpan. She slid her hand down, rubbed a thumb over his nipple, causing him to flinch. “I’m laying down what's more-”
“I’m not a mind reader, you have to tell me what you want.” Uryu sucked his teeth, looking away. “Ride me.” He said softly. She put a leg on each side of him. “I could’t hear you?” Ichigo snickered in the background. Humiliating. She rolled her hips he let out a whine. “Ride Me, please.”
She took his cock into her hands and eased down on him, bottoming him out. He let out a loud groan, causing her to look down at him. His straight face told her that he hadn’t cum yet, she began rolling her hips. Uryu’s head fell back as her rolls picked up speed. His damp hair fell against his flushed face, making him look beautiful. He felt close as his hands went to her hips, encouraging her to go faster.
“Can I borrow her?” Ichigo suddenly appeared, condom on. “Are you, shit, kidding me?!?” Uryu got out between breaths. Ichigo put his hand on his cock, pumping it. “I can’t help it if you both got me this hard for a third time tonight.” She slowed her bouncing before getting off of Uryu, who whined at the loss. “On all fours for me.” She got on all four. Uryu turned to look at Ichigo, annoyed. “Why the long face? I think you’ll enjoy the show.” With that said, she crawled to Uryu, placing both hands on either side of his head. Ichigo lubed up his cock before slipping into her, rocking his hips slowly. “Fuck, you're always so tight.” He said as he began to slam into her. Uryu watched as her face twisted in pleasure. Ichigo took her hair, pulling it, making her look up, causing Uryu to focus on her chest again. If only he could suck them again. The scene was hot, and it took heavy restraint for him to jerk off; he was too close.
After a few more thrusts, Ichigo came with a deep groan, falling back onto the bed. “Perfect as always.” He said, catching his breath.
Uryu grabbed her hips, flipping her over, he spread her legs. Thankfully, she was still wet, he tossed his glasses to the side, and slipped into her. “I apologize, I’m usually softer when I do this, but due to someone,” He shot a look at Ichigo, who was already knocked out. “I’m at the edge, so.” His hips slammed into her, setting a hard pace, her hands wrapped around his neck, trying to steady herself. “God, I’m gonna…” Uryu switched positions, putting her legs on his shoulder, still trusting into her. His hand went to her clit, rubbing it. He slammed into her, both of them cumming, his body shaking.
His face fell into the crook of her neck as he came down. “I’m serious about being sorry, I don’t like to be.” She took his face into her hands, kissing his lips. “It’s alright, I’m used to it.”
✨Summary: Uryu leaves you with only the rain to console you.
💙Ello, another angst piece, to no one's surprise. Idk if I said this but I had an idea for a chaptered Uryu x OC fanfic set in the Bleach Cannon world. But I was too lazy to write a 3 series fanfic. So I just have like random scenes in my head that won't leave, so here I am just writing them to get them out of my head. I hope y'all enjoy, I definitely want to write stuff outside of angst. Will get working on that soon. :D
❌No warnings❌
💕SFW
📃Wordcount: 945
Uryu saw it coming. If it was true that the quincy were still alive and planning something they would come to recruit him. So he wasn't surprised when someone appeared to him the day Ichigo left and proposed that he join his people in crushing the soul society. He told the blonde man before him to give him a few days to think, the blonde man responded, by saying there was no time to think. But Uryu knew his people well they wouldn't just rush in, they would take their time. By how hasty the blonde man who told him to call Haschwalt was Uryu could tell the observing part of their grand scheme had finished and they were ready to move. Uryu told him that he knew he had time. Haschwalt closed his eyes whether that was from annoyance or from thinking he would never know. He sighed then left telling Uryu he'd be back soon.
A light flashed, followed by spiritual pressure waking Uryu up it was familiar to him. He looked down at his chest, the girl lying on it not stirring. Uryu did his best to slip out from under her replacing his chest with a pillow, he pulled a blanket up and over her. Before going outside he placed a piece of paper with a written but vague apology on the coffee table.
He paused looking down at her, she was going to hate him if he did this, could he live with that? No, he would have to live with that. There was no other way for this plan to work he ran his hand through his hair, this was the only option. He pushed up his glasses leaning over to place a kiss on her forehead.
Uryu went outside to meet Haschwalt it started raining in the evening, and now that it was night the rain was even harsher, how fitting Uryu thought. "Have you made up your mind?" Haschwalt asked as he stepped in front of him. "I have," Uryu said firmly. "Your answer?" Haschwalt eyed. "I decided to take you up on your offer." He gave Uryu a look that read as shock. "What made you come to this conclusion?"
Uryu assumed Haschwalt was going to ask him that. After all, he did talk to Uryu like he was suspicious of his actions. "While I do have friends here, I am of quincy blood, I should profile my duty as one. After all the Soul Society is the reason why I'm the only quincy left." Haschwalt looked down at him his face unchanging. "Well then you have made your decision follow me."
They took one step before hearing the back door slide open, Uryu’s heart dropped at the familiar sound. "Ishida." A fimilar voice called if Haschwalt wasn't there he definitely would have cussed. He turned towards the voice. "Yes." He answered. "What are you doing-" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Haschwalt, she looked at the blonde trying to get a read on him. "Who's this?"
"I see you still have some loose ends to tie up." Haschwalt looked irritated.
"She's not a loose end." Uryu shot back, Haschwalt's face stayed stagnant. Uryu then walked up to the door standing in front of her soaking wet. She pulled the quilt he had put on her closer to her body as the wind blew. She looked at Haschwalt and then back at Uryu. "He's a quincy isn't he? The spiritual pressure is similar to yours."
Uryu didn't answer instead he hugged her, quilt falling around onto the wet ground. He rested his chin on her shoulder his arms wrapping around her, pushing them closer together. She stood there confused as he wasn't usually an emotional or physical person. It was weird to say his warmth felt warm.
"You know I would never hurt you?" His voice was cold yet sincere. "Right?"
"Uryu..." She repeated.
He put his head on hers. "I need you… I need you to remember that I would never do anything to hurt you."
"Uryu. What are you about to do?" She asked although she felt like she had an idea. "Something I have to do." He answered back. Uryu hugged her once more then went to join Haschwalt at his side, she screamed for him while running towards him. Uryu closed his eyes wishing this was all a bad dream.
Just as she reached them, Uryu along with Haschwalt was engulfed in what appeared to be a black mass. The last thing she heard was Uryu saying; "I'm sorry." They disappeared and she fell as there was nothing to catch her, the rain falling harder or atleast felt like it was. She clenched the ground dirtying her fingers tears filling her eyes as she tried to figure out what just happened. A quincy came for Uryu.
There were other quinces besides him. Her one fear had come true. She knew if the Quinces were alive during everything that was happening it would not end well for Uryu. She knew if he had to choose between his people and his friends he would choose the people. If in the same position, she would also choose her people. It would be shellfish of her to think he would choose her, Ichigo, Chad, and Orihime over the Quinces. Yet that didn’t stop the hurt she felt as he left with no explanation the only thing he said being a simple sorry. As if the weight of what just happened hit her she plopped to the ground, curling up into a ball, crying. Her tears mixing with the rain on her face.
While drafting my next drabble, I noticed on the nonapp ver of tumblr I can reply to people on this blog, with this blog instead of my main blog. Idk if they JUST changed it or if I just noticed but if it's always been here, I could of BEEN replying to everyone who wrote a reply on my fanfics....🥲🥲 Don't mind me if you get a random reply from me on a one-shot/drabble I posted last year :^)
I actually worked on a piece today not going say when it will be up cause I always say; You'll see it in a few days & then you don't see it in a few days.
I also need to write more fluff!! 😭😭 Next piece is angst, I have a piece that needs editing that is angsty smut, & I've always wanted to write a threesome piece and I FINALLY got a concept for it and started writing (I apologize in advance how long it's going to be, I'm going to try to chop it but no promises).
But yah more fluff is needed, I was going through it so I guess thats why all my pieces are like this. I write down concept ideas as they come so I do have an idea for a fluff piece & whenever I get around to writing it I hope y'all like itt.
This May I want to get back into writing. I’m not at all consistent. I’m at a point where I don’t feel like I can work on bigger things, because I can’t guarantee myself to keep working on it in a week from now. So I will take this month as a training month to get back into the habit of writing. I will do this by writing (or trying to write) 200 words every day. Topic is irrelevant. How great my writing is that day is irrelevant. Just 200 words written down. A habit taking 21 days to form was debunked, it does take a lot longer, but 31 days are a start I would say. These are already 140 words, so 200 words every day are hopefully manageable. You're more than welcome to join me if you like 😊
A triple upload whhaaat. But yes, I've been gone enough & worked hard to get 3 one shots out. There was supposed to be a 4th one but I just couldn't finish writing & edit it within 3 days. But just know that it will be coming soon.
Also, these were supposed to come waayy sooner I was almost ready to post when I made my last update post. But I jinxed myself cause then I got really sick for like a good 3 weeks a day after that post???
And last ramble/update, I will be making a master list this coming Monday/Tuesday, that way you don't have to scroll through a bunch of these to find your favorite one. Or so that people who visit my blog can just click on the fanfic that catches their eye, instead of scrolling through everything. Okay bye for now.
✨Summary: You and Uryu are searching for something in his family's library but he can't find it. After seeing how upset he is you let him take it out on you.
💙I tried to play with Uryu's personality here. I wanted to write him a little rougher here but still have his personality stay close to his canon one. That being said if he seems a little too OOC apologizes. I have so many smut fic ideas for him, but smut takes a while for me to write and edit. So there will be more in the future there just gonna take me a while to get out. （；´д｀）ゞ
"Is this not breaking and entering?" You asked as you turned another corner. "I used to live here remember," Uryu answered sternly. "You don't anymore, besides your dad-"
"What about that man?" His voice icy. "Never mind." Your body tensed, this side of Uryu was weird to you as he was usually calm and collected. He wasn’t one to let his emotions spill out like that. But right now that wasn't the Uryu before you as the both of you walked the halls he used to live in.
He stopped in front of two heavy wooden doors and tried to push them open but they didn't budge. He sucked his teeth, pulled out his sewing kit, and began working on the lock. Uryu said his dad was at work yet you still kept a lookout, it distracted you from what the both of you were doing.
A click was heard a few minutes later he pushed the door, it opening this time. "Pretentious. He put a lock on the door because of last time." He spoke to himself.
"Because of you finding the book." Uryu pushed up his glasses shaking his head yes. He walked in and then down the stairs as you stood there staring in awe. The place was big but something about it having a library with shelves and shelves had you floored. What even were all these books about? Did his father read them, did Uryu read any of them when he was little?
You walked down looking all around you. "This is kind of crazy."
"He's crazy." Uryu spat as he hit the last step you followed him towards the back of the library, "So what are we looking for again?" You asked.
"Documentation." He began pulling out books flipping through them. "Why would he hide it here? Wouldn't he have that stuff in a lock box in his office or room?"
"Ryuken knows that's the first place I would look, also given that he locked the door I would say I'm right on the money." Both of you began to flip through books you taking one side while Uryu took the other, his suggestion to make things go faster.
You didn't know how long you both spent there but you could slowly feel yourself losing your mind as you looked ahead at all the bookcases. Looking down at the watch you could see there was a lot of time left but still. You heard the sound of a book hitting the floor and walked to the source of the sound.
"Shit," Uryu shouted in frustration leaning against one of the bookshelves, the back of his head hitting the self. You walked over gently putting each hand on the side of his face not sure of what to say. That was when he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a tight hug.
His face went into the crook of your neck, you wrapped your arms around his neck he wasn't crying. It wasn't the best idea but Uryu started kissing your neck. You weren't taken back by this action and just let it happen it wasn't like this was your first time with him anyway.
Uryu worked his way up from your neck to your cheek only stopping a few inches from your face, looking at you for approval, you looked back in a way that gave him that approval. He kissed your lips softly, before deaping the kiss and pushing off the bookcase he was leaning pinning you against the opposite shelf. His hands going all over your body. Stopping at your chest to play with it through your clothes.
He moved his knee to separate your legs apart. His lips moved off of yours so you could both get air, you began rubbing your lower half against his knee glad that you wore a skirt today. Without missing a beat you took off your shirt causing him to go back in for another kiss.
This time you ceased your grinding putting your hand inbetween his legs rubbing him nice and slowly. Uryu rutted his crotch against your hand to get friction, you could feel him getting hard under your touch. His lips parted from you once more, "Can you turn around." It was said in more of a now tone than a question. But his harsher tone didn't bother you, it was kind of hot to see this side come from.
You did what he said turning your back towards him, facing the other bookshelf in front of you he pulled down your panties rather quickly. The air hitting your bare crotch. The situation the both of you were in made the sensation almost feel new. Uryu’s hand went to the clasp of the bar undoing it with ease.
He began to rub between your legs, you spread them further apart as a way to tell him you wanted more. Uryu put one finger in moving it in and out. After a while he added a second then a third, he was going nice in slow which was the norm, he enjoyed riling you up. Between the fingers and the situation, you were slowly becoming undone. Without warning he sped up his pace causing you to hold onto the bookshelf.
Uryu leaned over and said into your ear. "Remember what I said, my dad isn't going be back till one in the morning it's mid-afternoon. You can scream all you want, in fact I would like it if you would.." His tone was icy, it sounded as if he was taunting an enemy that was getting on his nerves. He pulled back and then harshly shoved back in all three of his fingers. Causing you to yelp it echoing off the empty library walls.
"Ishida." You whined.
He grabbed your chin with his free hand roughly making you look at him. "Call me by my first name I don't want to hear my last name right now." You shook your head as he pulled his fingers out of you, wondering if that was him punishing you for doing something wrong. Uryu took the bottom of your skirt lifting it over your butt. He then began to roughly rub his clouted crotch against it rough. "Fuck." He said through labored breathing holding onto the same bookcase trying to steady himself.
Uryu pulled away, you didn't dare look at him all you could make out was the sound of him undoing his pants. It didn't take long for you to feel his bare hard-on on your buttocks wet with pre-cum. He rubbed himself against you but slowly sighing in relief.
He leaned over again kissing you softly, "Uryu." You said softly as he kissed your lips. "You always taste good to me." He deepend the kiss slipping into you with no problem. "Uryu...fuck." You managed to get out as he sunk deeper into you. He held you as he stayed leaning over you giving you time to adjust. Uryu then pulled back his hips causing you to gasp, he brought them back forward. The sound of both your bodies connecting.
Once he got a rhythm he sped up, causing you to rock into the shelf. After a few thrusts, his hands came forward rolling your breasts together. His hands then traveled down to play with both your nipples at the same time. Your back arched, the way he always did you made you feel good. But what you were feeling now was way different than the other times you've done it together. It pushed you over the edge and you came the orgasm washing over you.
Uryu pulled out of you but wasn’t finished yet, he turned you around facing him. "Would you let me finish?" He asked breathing heavily. "Of course." You spread your legs once more, he slipped in again. He held your leg against his hip as he began trusting again this time harsher with no regard for your being.
Your arms found their way to his shoulders holding on for dear life. His trust pushes you into the bookshelf, knocking off some of the books. He pulled out almost far enough to be out of you and then slammed back in. That was when he released into you. He held you both your panting slowing down. Uryu's face softened as he looked at you.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. You gave him a reassuring smile. "It's okay you were just frustrated."
"Still I shouldn't have taken it out on you...like that." His voice full of regret. You took a piece of misplaced hair and put it behind his ear. "I didn't mind but I do think it shouldn't be a regular thing, let's clean up and talk about this later. Okay?" You placed a kiss on his lips as he shook his head in agreement.
✨Summary: Uryu comes back to you but that doesn't excuse all the pain and hurt he caused you.
💙Double upload whhaaat. But yes since I dipped and came back with an Ichigo oneshot. I thought it would be befitting to upload a Uryu one-shot as well due to how Uryu-centric this blog is.
"I would listen to him. "Everyone turned to see a blonde man in all white, another Quincy. "But if I'm being honest it won't do you guys any good as everyone here is going to die." He pulled out a sword his long hair swaying as he did. Uryu looked towards him.
"I'll hold him off you guys go," Uryu spoke. "But Ishida..." Orihime began. "Are you sure?" Chad finished her sentence.
Uryu shot the group a confident smile. "This is stupid for a guy who is smart." Ichigo spat. "A compliment from you. wow." Uryu sarcastically said to Ichigo. He didn't show it but waited for her reply but nothing came from her mouth.
"These won't be my last words, I promise."He smiled at Ichigo who smiled back. "Well let's move on then." Ichigo waved his hand, and everyone followed him but her.
"You're still here you should go with them," Uryu said in his usual voice. She shook her head, and he watched as everyone ran off. "I'm being serious." She said nothing. The blonde man began walking towards them, Uryu's heartbeat quickened he turned towards her. "You don't understand." She knew now was the worst time, but given what had happened and how uncertain the future was, there was never going to be a good time.
"No. You don't understand, you left and went to execute the most dumbass plan I have ever seen. Did you think dying would DO anything?!?!"
Uryu sighed putting his hands on her shoulders, "I'm sorry." She rolled her eyes. "You're not forgiven."
"I need." He swallowed hard. "I need you to leave I'm serious." His breathing was now unsteady. If she wasn't so pissed she would be thrown off by how upset Uryu was.
"This childish love spat does not amuse me in the slightest." The blonde Quincy spoke as he lunged at them, Uryu pulled her knowing who his true target was. They both hit the ground kicking up dust.
"Shit," Uryu said. "What's his deal?" She asked. "I'm going to create an opening and you're going to run.”
Uryu conjured an arrow like he usually did and shot at the man,debrie flew up into the air making the area look as if it was covered in smoke. He turned toward her once more. "I promise. I will make it out of here, and I promise we will talk but most importantly I will try my absolute best to make it up to you. It was not my intention to hurt you like I did."
She did not know when but he had softly put her chin in his hand, it felt like it had been so long since she felt his hands on her skin, if they weren't in the situation they were in she would have cried. A heavy pressure fell all over her body, and without hesitation, she engulfed her and Uryu in a black mass that came up from both their shadows.
The shot from what she assumed to be his arrow hit them yet unlike the other quinces the arrow it slightly cracked her shield. Causing them to be both knocked over. "What the fuck." She struggled to breathe as she got up, but Uryu recovered quickly. He shot another arrow at the blonde quincy but he reflected it with ease.
"A shadow caster? People say you guys are cousins of the quinces, it's sad that you and your people refuse to stand with us." Uryu shot another arrow but stronger this caused the long-haired man to slide back as he blocked. "Your fight is with me remember." He said as he charged another arrow.
"Did I not say I'd kill the girl if you ever betrayed me?" This caused Uryu to get furious. "And I said I wouldn't let you hurt her."
She looked between the two men confused, what did she have to do with any of this? She knew she was a princess but her mom denounced the throne before she was even born, so that title carried no power in the slightest. There appear to be no terms between them either. Uryu may be an ass but he wouldn't gamble her life like that.
"Licht Regen." A bunch of arrows shot at the blonde man, she looked at the shadow beneath his feet conjuring it to wrap around his legs in an attempt to keep him in place. He struggled, breaking free in a few seconds.
He came at Uryu with insane speed knocking him over with his shield, once Uryu rolled on the floor he went to stab his sword down on him. Uryu was faster rolling over once more causing it to catch his cape ripping it. Uryu stood bleeding slightly and bruised. She had Uryu sink into her shadow and show up beside her, he was caught off guard standing up slightly dazed he pulled himself together quickly.
"See why I wanted you to leave." He said out of breath. "Who is this guy?" she asked. "The king's right-hand man, Haschwalt.'
That was when Haschwalt appeared behind them. "I think it's time for me to finish this and join his majesty." Uryu reached out to grab her again but it was too late, Haschwalt had taken his sword and stabbed her through her stomach. The cry Uryu made sounded completely inhuman as Haschwalt pulled the sword out of her.
She held her stomach even though deep down she knew it wasn't going to do much. Seeing that much blood on the ground was surreal, especially when it was her blood. She staggered. Uryu caught her slowly falling to the ground with her.
"I never understood such relationships. They always seemed to keep people from achieving their goals and keep them away from their potential." Uryu didn’t hear a word Haschwalt spoke. He was looking down at the girl he held in his arms.
She was breathing in and out hard, it was obvious she was losing consciousness as well. Uryu began breathing hard his throat now raw and scratchy. His mind was definitely, not clear. It was a mix of anger, sadness, and regret, emotions he had felt before but not in a long time. He had felt these emotions when his mom died as a kid and then a few years later when his grandpa passed.
This time though he wasn't helpless. There was simply nothing he could have done for his mom. She was already ailing and the Auswählen had done her in, but with his grandpa, if he was only stronger, he could have defeated those hallows and maybe even the soul reapers that had come after. That was all in the past, he was stronger now and he could do something.
Uryu took one more look at her, her hand fell as she lost her grip on his ripped clothing her eyes were half-lidded as he held her face. "Forgive me." He said softly. She tried to say something but it came out muddled from all the blood in her mouth he hugged her. Haschwalt held his sword above them.
"Antithesis."
Those were the words Uryu spoke, and within moments he began coughing up heaps of blood over her shoulder, while she sat up now fine. Haschwalt stopped his sword just right above them wide-eyed. "What was that?" Uryu tried his best to speak through the pain and blood that filled his lungs. "My schrift obviously."
It was now her turn to hold Uryu as he struggled, she was confused, oh so confused since when could Uryu do that? What even was a schrift?
Uryu tried to lift himself but fell to his knees, he tried again using the wall behind them to hold himself up. He rested his head on her shoulder. "You understand why I wanted you to run now." He coughed. "Now leave me and go.
"Bu-ut Uryu." She started. "I know it looks dire but I will be fine, but just in case my calculations are off just know I'm sorry, it's been a while since I cared about someone this deeply, and I forgot how to cherish that." If he wasn't currently on his death bed he would have kissed her. Instead, he gave her a tight hug although weak burying his face into her hair.
At that moment she decided to listen to Uryu she slipped out of his arms running in the direction the others went, the mix of emotions she was feeling was heavy. She was angry and came here wanting to beat the shit out of him but she didn't want him to die. There was so much she wanted to say to him but couldn’t.
Haschwalt went to swing at her but froze all his muscles tensed up. His eyes froze with shock and pain. It was now his turn to spew up blood he looked down at his hands as if they were suddenly cut. "The hell is your schrift ?" He turned to Uryu, who got up from the ground as he was completely fine now. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He said with a smirk.
She wanted to look back.
She almost did.
Yet she stopped herself out of fear of seeing him die before her, as well as the fear of her being next. All she could do was pray for what little safety he had.
✨Summary: Ichigo helps a woman forget her fear of Thunder.
🍆As usual everyone in this story is 18+, Ichigo is in college.
📃Wordcount: 1K
💙Switching it up right now and writing some Ichigo smut, I hope yall aren't too disappointed. This was actually the first smutty bleach related thing I wrote but I never finished it till now. So it was just sitting in my drafts chilling.
The room was covered in darkness, the only light being a dim table light.
Ichigo reached out to her, the thunder hitting with lightning covering the room. The girl under the covers jumped once more.
"You're afraid of thunder..." He said to himself reaching under the covers. Still, the girl not moving. Ichigo took her hand. "I can distract you from the thunder if you'd like." He then placed a soft kiss on her hand.
Their eyes met for a second then she looked away obviously thinking. "I would like that." She said weakly, thunder clapped causing her to shudder. He took her hand once more putting more kisses all over.
Ichigo pulled her into his body. "Stop me anytime you want." He said softly, she shook her head meekly.
He put both hands on either side of her head bringing their faces together, their lips touching. The kiss was sof which surprised her. She expects him to be more of a harsher kisser.
She felt a light nibble on her lower lip causing her mouth to open slightly. Ichigo slipped his tongue in deepening the kiss and exploring her mouth. The kiss then became rough but not uncomfortable. As if on cue she leaned back against the bed. Ichigo followed her lead, lying on top. He broke the kiss, leaving them both panting.
Thunder clapped once more, and Ichigo went in for another kiss before she could flinch. As if a reflex she grabbed onto his shirt squeezing. Speaperating again he asked, "Is it good." All she could manage to do was shake her head yes while she panted.
He put a hand at the end of her shirt and began to slip it off. "Kurosaki." She whined. "Call me Ichigo." He said softly with a smile. If she was going to moan his name he rather it be his first. "Is everything okay?" He asked stopping. "Yes."
Ichigo lifted the shirt up and over her head with her help. Lighting flashed allowing him to see her chest in full light. He smiled.
Going slow he began taking off the bar straps one by one savoring each moment. Once the straps were gone he slid the bra down to her waist agonizingly slow. The coldness hitting her chest as he did so, her nipples began to slightly harden.
But nothing could prepare her for Ichigo's lips.
She gasped as his mouth wrapped around one of her nipples. First sucking then gently biting down, she squirmed under him. He took his other hand and started playing with the other breast. "Fuck." She said softly as she grabbed his orange hair. As he switched to suck on the other side. She couldn't help but grind her lower half up against his.
That was when he stopped and sat up, even in the dim light you could see how hard the friction made him. "Need help there?" He asked with a smirk. "Ichigo please..." She whined. "Please, what?" He asked tilting his head with a smirk. She shifted in the bed another thunderclap rang this time softer than before. "Touch me!" She said in a harsh tone which startled Ichigo a little. "You sure?" He raised an eyebrow. "Yes. If you don't I will."
"Would love to see that." He said as his fingers went to her shorts, he began rubbing her through them. Instinctively she spread her legs after a few more strokes he pulled back reaching below the band of the shorts and underwear. He gave a long and teasing stroke then slipped his finger in.
It was a relief for now, as he pumped in and out and then added two more fingers he then began to stretch her out. After his endless teasing, he took his fingers out of her. Sitting up before her, he licked his fingers, ever so teasingly.
She swolled at the site wishing that it was her tongue on those fingers. Once done he reached for her shorts band once more. Lifting her legs as he slipped the garments off. Now she laid before him naked, he reached into his sweat pants pulling out his half-hard cock, and stoking it.
She sat up reaching for it but Ichigo stopped her with his free hand. "This is about you, remember?" He let go of her wrist returning it to her side. Ichigo slipped his pants down to his hips putting them on the floor. He continued to stroke looking straight at her eyes.
Her eyes went from his pleasure-filled face to his strong neck, to his chest that heaved in and out. Before landing on the hand that slowly worked his cock. She shifted her legs, she wanted to join in and pleasure herself. But with how he had her begging she decided against it. She will get what she wants in a while anyway.
Ichigo got on top of her now naked. He kissed her lips gently then dropped his face into what appeared to be her neck. "Remember we have to be quiet, my family doesn't know you're here." All she did was shake her head yes, he began to position himself her legs spreading wide. Ichigo then slipped in rather easily thanks to how wet she was.
She bit her lip trying to make as little noise as possible. Once in her, he began to move whining as he did. "Let. Me know If it's too much. shit." He said inbetween grunts. "I would like it if you would go faster." He smirked at her, "Really now? Well, I can't go crazy but I definitely can pick up the pace." Without warning he thrusted faster, trying to make the bed not creak as much.
Her body arched as her hands found his back, she grabbed onto him tight, marks were going to be left on him that night. Ichigo began to move his hips faster, he tried hard not to lose himself and go too fast. The springs were already making enough noise.
The thrust was enough for her as she felt her orgasm nearing closer. He took note of how she was struggling to keep her screams contained. Ichigo put in hand between her legs and did a hard thrust, praying no one heard. This sent her over the edge causing her to orgasmism. Once done Ichigo slipped out of her and began to finish himself off. Putting his hand at the base of his cock and pumping it at the site of her naked fucked out body. In a few seconds, he came on her stomach.
With the shirt he had taken off, he cleaned off her stomach and then tossed it to the hamper. Ichigo then grabbed another shirt and helped her put it on.
As he went to put on a pair of underwear she looked over at the window. The storm had stopped, Ichigo was right he was able to distract her from the rain.
Can tumblr PLEASE make it so side blogs are COMPLETELY removed from MAIN blogs, & not just like a detachment cause if I come onto this blog ONE more time & see I accidentally reblogged something off topic I am going to KMS!! 😭😭
It took me forever but new one shot is up. Yet again I'll try to get my nee one up faster but every time I say that it never happens lmfaoo. Anyways next one will be smut based so look out for that. 👌🏾🫡
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