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Scenario: Sugar Daddy Askin, Yhwach, Ryuken, Jugram x R E A D E R

🍭Warning: MODERN DAY AU, +18 only. Pussy eating in public, vaginal sex, condoms, creampie, romance, Jugram is a Virgin, Askin is cringe, mention of arranged marriage.

🍭a/n: This is my first time writing Quincies. So i thought best way to get my muscles warm was writing short head canons. Please feedback encouraged. Askin was my favourite to write!!!

🍭TAGS: for feeding my insanity and offering these suggestions Ty. @whatshernameis @ninaskylight

ASKIN

Askin is a successful chef who owns a chain of restaurants all across the globe. Being a supertaster had its perks. He sure is one of the most successful out of his family/clan despite being mocked as a child for having a rather useless quirk.

That super taste certainly carried over when it came to spotting himself a fine companion; you. Of course, he searched and searched to find the right one and it took him a while until he settled with you, someone you could match his freak. Or at least endure his quirky personality with a genuine smile. And he can pick out disingenuous behaviour miles away. His taste buds start tingling, warning him of the poisonous and rotten brats flirting with him, making his stomach churn. Reflex kicks in and he is darting dramatically in the opposite direction. He can sprint.

Askin can talk your ears off. As soon as he opens his mouth, he won’t shut up and keeps going in circles while trying to explain even the trivial things. He finds it endearing how you patiently listen while fine dining at one of his expensive restaurants.

Is he the romantic type? Kind of. Askin is pure cringe. He showers you with praises out in the open which leaves you blushing and sinking in your chair. He would snap his fingers, asking the waiters or random strangers to come forward and compliment you (or your outfit) right before his eyes. He closely watches you squirm in embarrassment and he just gives you a wink and a thumbs up. “Killing it today baby”.

One thing's for certain. He has a peculiar sense of fashion. He would definitely tag along and offer some fashion advice while shopping at the luxury boutiques with his credit card in hand. He never lets you make a purchase without his consultation. Aesthetics is everything. He can’t have you walking around wearing dull colors that cramps his style.

NSFW: Will he engage in a sexual relationship? Hell yeah! He loves eating out your pussy in public, setting you on the pool table, his face buried under your skirt so no one can see your intimate parts. He licks your folds and drinks you up as you release all over his tongue. He pulls his face out of your skirt and drags the padding of his thumb across his bottom lip. “Delightful taste! You’ve been eating more high-fructose fruits, haven't you? Just for me? I feel so special! Add in some citrus fruits in there next time. I love me some tangy tangs!” He makes a fake sour face that has you giggling.

YHWACH

Yhwach didn’t exactly need a companion. He was content with running his corporate empire and clan without the need for a significant other. His heir was his adoptive son so why the need to marry and share his wealth?

But suddenly he was presented with the idea of a no long-term commitement ‘sugar-baby’ by his successors. Several candidates were hand-picked by the clan to serve him. But no one came close to impressing him as it was obvious they cared only for his wealth and nothing more. That was until you walked in, your elegance and intellect allured him into a trap that he fought so hard to avoid for years.

If he requests your presence, you better show up on time. Not that he was impatient. He had all the patience in the world. He waited a lifetime to build his empire. But he was very busy and only had a short window to indulge in entertainment.

How was he entertained? He would have you seated on his lap in his grand private library while having in-depth philosophical conversations. Sometimes he would just sit back on his leather chair, his eyes closed as if he was resting and listen to your sweet voice as you read him a book. He was a literature enthusiast. Particularly classic literature. The older the book, the better. And you just effortlessly articulated the words, the stories coming together, carrying both of you into that fantasy world. That was the only time he would let himself go.

He was also a music lover. Again classical music. He would take you to symphony orchestra concerts. He would teach you how to play the piano or hire someone to teach you the violin. He would sit and listen to you play for hours if time allowed. If he was on a long business trip, he would put you on speaker on his phone and listen to you practice and string up a melody for him. He would compliment you. Call you his princess. Encourage you to play for no one but him.

He didn’t care how you used his credit card. Buy whatever. You want a new condo? Sure. A private jet? Done! A Birkin bag! Why not 10? What he did care about was how you presented yourself. Not just to him but his family and his business partners. He had a reputation he carried. And you were careful to live up to his expectations.

He did show off his prized possession. You! If there was an important meeting, he made sure to introduce you to his guests. Invited to a banquet? He paraded you around with your arms linked with his and he never let you leave his sight. He was possessive. You were now part of his family.

Would he engage in a sexual relationship? No. Not until he takes you in as his bride. Which was initially not the plan. You don’t know it yet but the preparations are underway.

RYUKEN

Ryuken is trying very hard not to get attached to you. He keeps conversations to a minimum. He mostly takes you out for dinners or trips. He never invited you to his house because he does not want his son to find out that his father is a patron. It is a secret shared between you two and his driver. But then again, since when did he ever share much about his private life with anyone?

He has a bit more control over how much of his money you spend. He has a set budget which is still very generous. But all purchases need to be approved by him. Even though he is rich, he does not believe in wasting away resources on nonsensical commodities that retain no value. Gold jewelry and a house are fine. He will put a lot of money into your mutual funds to secure your future. But he won't approve of a closet full of purses and shoes.

He is very committed to his job. He will cancel plans at the last minute, walk out of dinners or even cut his vacation short if the hospital needs him. He does promise that he will make up for it when he can. And he does keep all his promises.

He doesn't care how you dress up. He doesn't judge your appearance and whether you are dolled up for him or not. All he cares about is your undivided attention when he is with you. Yes, he doesn't talk much. But he loves listening to your voice. It somehow muffles out all his worries and worldly distractions plaguing him.

He is an unexpected romance. He is the hand-holding, finger-interlaced type. While dining, he would squeeze your thigh under the table to remind you that the hotel was the next stop. You can't read his stern face but you can read his body language. And his body language doesn't shy away from telling you what exactly he desires.

NSFW: After a nice evening with good food and entertainment, he takes you to the hotel. He doesn't want to go to your place. He doesn't want to get attached to you and your belongings. Yet every time you spread your legs for him, he can't help but want more from you. Your sweet moans of ecstasy has him trying harder, repetitively thrusting his hips forward until the condom is full of seed. He leans forward, kissing you on the lips while changing into a fresh condom without glancing down. With each change of condom, you are chipping away at that hard ice and unexpectedly getting closer to his heart.

JUGRAM

Jugram is a complex man to be around. He has inherited a vast empire from his adoptive father and has a lot of responsibilities. He is dedicated to the cause of growing the Quincy modern-day empire. But there is also a cruel darker side to him that you have yet to witness.

What he needs the most is some emotional support. He won't show it but he does get overwhelmed. He hides his emotions well but around you, he will let them slip just a little to give you a hint as to what is needed from you. Soothing words of encouragement. Perhaps a gentle shoulder massage. A simple pat on the head as it reminds him of his deceased father who would often pat his head when he was a child. Oh, he absolutely melts in your hands when you run your fingers through his golden locks.

He thinks of you as his loyal servant but you have to remind him that this wasn't the 1800’s and he should refrain from using such words. You also have to educate him on the difference between a prostitute and your role. Oh, it just occurs to you that this man was so naive that you bet your money he was a virgin.

He doesn't laugh much but when he does it is from your corny jokes. He loves how free you are in expressing yourself and how you are not bound to any obligations, like him.

He clearly hasn't been out much because at a young age he was trained to be the successor of the clan and the businesses owned by his family. He was very much sheltered and spoiled. So it wasn't surprising that he ended up with a nosebleed when you took him to a strip club for the first time.

He rewards you with whatever you please. He calls them ‘rewards’ because that's how he was raised. You take whatever he gives you and sometimes it is more than what you asked for.

He is very clingy and constantly texting you. He wants attention and feels a hint of jealousy strike him when you don't answer his texts within a certain time frame.

This relationship is kept a secret because Jugram has already been arranged to marry someone wealthy. This was arranged when he was only a young teenager. He has yet to meet this woman.

NSFW: your suspicion was cleared when he finally asked to have sex, which was months into the relationship. He fumbled and wasn't sure how to position himself. So you patiently guided him inside you. Of course on his first attempt, he would end up ejaculating prematurely. Could you blame him? Your pussy was so hot and tight. His thick warm cum sat in your womb, suddenly reminding you that you forgot condoms! He leans forward, kissing you passionately on the lips and whispers “Let’s elope”, finally breaking free of his predetermined destiny.

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— ★ BLEACH MEN IN FRANCE PT II

characters - shunsui , jushiro , kisuke , ryuken , starrk , mayuri , szayelaporro , grimmjow , nnoitra , tsukishima , ulquiorra , toshiro , as ndot , jugram , askin , bazz b. | pt I here! | all around the world event! |

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SHUNSUI KYORAKU -

arrival reaction - leans out of the cab window with a grin.“ paris suits us, don’t you think?” he says, offering his hand as you step onto the cobbled street. the lights reflect in his half-lidded eyes, and he’s already humming a love song.

food experience - insists on a quiet rooftop bistro with wine and laughter. feeds you a bite from his fork with a teasing wink.

“ if we don’t leave tipsy and full, we’ve done paris wrong,” he chuckles, swirling his glass.

night walk experience - he walks slow, savoring the silence between conversations. slips his arm around you when the wind picks up. kisses your temple beneath a streetlamp.

“ this… this is a memory i’ll drink to forever.”

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JUSHIRO UKITAKE -

arrival reaction - smiles gently as he looks around, eyes soft with wonder. “ it’s beautiful,” he murmurs, the kind of voice that makes you feel at home no matter where you are.

food experience - asks a hundred questions about the dishes, always polite. compliments every course. thanks the chef personally if he gets the chance. “ i’ve never tasted anything quite like this,” he says earnestly.

night walk experience - walks close, hand brushing yours but never rushing it. gazes up at the eiffel tower lit in gold.

“ i wish i had the words,” he says. you reply that he doesn’t need them.

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KISUKE URAHARA -

arrival reaction - steps off the plane dramatically, tilting his hat. “ the city of love and espionage,” he jokes. takes your suitcase from you before you can argue.

food experience - orders something strange just to see what happens. makes weird faces with each bite, then declares it “ a triumph of texture.” ends up loving it. takes photos of the dessert to send to yoruichi.

night walk experience - walks backwards half the time just to watch your reactions. points out obscure architecture with way too much detail. when you laugh, he just grins.

“ what can i say, i do my homework.”

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RYUKEN ISHIDA -

arrival reaction - adjusts his coat, stares at the city with silent critique. “ functional. mildly charming,” he murmurs. but when you smile up at him, something softens.

food experience - orders wine with a perfect accent. critiques the meal but finishes every bite. insists you eat more than you should. “you’ll need the energy,” he mutters without elaborating.

night walk experience - you both walk in silence, but never lets go of your hand. when you stop at a bridge, he finally says, “ i should’ve brought you here sooner.” he doesn’t say more. he doesn’t need to.

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COYOTE STARRK -

arrival reaction - yawns as he steps into the night air. “ pretty lights,” he says, rubbing his eyes. you’re not sure if he means the city or you.

food experience - he orders whatever you get and just steals bites from your plate. “less thinking, more enjoying,” he shrugs. leans on you midway through dinner, content.

night walk experience - lets you drag him around, only occasionally mumbling about sleep. but when you pause to look over the river, he murmurs, “ you look good in this kind of light.”

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MAYURI KUROTSUCHI -

arrival reaction - he automatically analyzes the architecture like it’s a science exhibit. “ this city is centuries behind, but aesthetically intriguing,” he mutters, taking photos of lamp posts.

food experience - dissects the menu like a test subject. orders bizarre things and critiques each with vicious detail. accidentally enjoys dessert.

night walk experience - he lectures you on lighting technology and ancient plumbing as you stroll. pauses only once, to stare at the stars above the seine. he doesn’t say anything that time.

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SZAYELAPORRO GRANZ -

arrival reaction - he tosses his scarf back and grins like he owns the street. “ ah, finally. somewhere worthy of my brilliance,” he says, kissing your hand dramatically.

food experience - he wouldn’t stop critiquing every dish but takes photos of everything. complains the most about a pastry, then orders three more. insists on feeding you bites “ for scientific comparison.”

night walk experience - talks endlessly about beauty, symmetry, chemistry. stares too long at the way the city lights reflect in your eyes. says nothing when you catch him.

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GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ -

arrival reaction - grumbles about “ fancy crap” but can’t stop looking at the glowing skyline.

“ not bad,” he mutters, hands in pockets.

food experience - he scoffs at the portions. eats his steak like a wild animal. ends up trying your dessert and looks personally betrayed by how good it is.

night walk experience - acts like it’s boring until you pull him down a side street. sees a violinist playing by the water and just… stops. “ that’s nice,” he says quietly. you pretend not to hear how soft his voice went.

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NNOITRA GILGA -

arrival reaction - he snorts. “ what’s the big deal? it’s just lights.” but his eyes linger on the eiffel tower a little longer than he’ll admit.

food experience - complains the whole time. “ where’s the meat?” ends up devouring three courses. glares when you laugh. “ shut up. i was hungry.”

night walk experience - he walks fast until he realizes you’re not beside him. comes back. “ well? you wanna see it or not?” when you link arms, he mutters, “…fine.”

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TSUKISHIMA SHUKURO -

arrival reaction - moves like he’s been here before. comments on old buildings and street names. “ i’ve read too much about this place to not know it intimately.”

food experience - he orders with eerie precision. compliments the wine pairing like a sommelier. barely touches his dessert, but slides it toward you with a soft, “ you’ll like it.”

night walk experience - walks silently beside you, his hand brushing yours in quiet rhythm. when you stop by a bookstore window, he simply says.

“ we’ll come back tomorrow.”

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ULQUIORRA CIFER -

arrival reaction - he stares blankly at the city, as if calculating its worth. “ this place… feels alive,” he finally murmurs.

food experience - eats quietly, eyes watching everything. tries each dish slowly, like he’s learning. “ this sweetness… it lingers,” he says after the final bite.

night walk experience - walks beside you like a ghost, but never strays far. when you pause to admire a statue, he says, “ your reflection in the glass is more compelling.”

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TOSHIRO HITSUGAYA -

arrival reaction - shivers and mutters about the air being too warm. stares at the skyline with wary eyes.

“ it’s… big.”

food experience - insists on ordering for you both, only to be flustered by how rich everything is. eventually relaxes and tries to hide his smile when you praise the dessert.

night walk experience - walks a bit ahead, hands in his pockets. waits when you lag behind. when you’re quiet, he glances back. “ you okay?” he asks, and doesn’t look away until you nod.

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ÄS NDÖT -

arrival reaction - stands frozen for a moment, staring at the lights like they might swallow him. “ so many colors,” he whispers.

food experience - picks at his food. reacts strangely to every taste. when you ask if he’s okay, he just nods, eyes wide. “ i’m… experiencing.”

night walk experience - he walks slowly, eyes darting around like every light might vanish. when you touch his hand, he jolts, then grips back tighter than expected.

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JUGRAM HASCHWALTH -

arrival reaction - he steps out of the car with elegant precision. the city reflects in his sharp eyes. “ paris welcomes us,” he says like a promise.

food experience - perfect etiquette. compliments the chef without arrogance. offers you the best bite from each plate.

“ you deserve nothing less.”

night walk experience - walks close without touching, always aware of your pace. when a light rain begins, he silently holds his coat over you.

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ASKIN NAKK LE VARR -

arrival reaction - he grins the moment the city lights hit his eyes. “ooh la la..! this is gonna be fun,” he says, spinning once on the sidewalk.

food experience - tries every cocktail and dessert. flirts with the waiter and you both. ends up with powdered sugar on his nose.

“ worth it,” he laughs.

night walk experience - jokes the whole way, but pauses on a quiet street. the moon’s high, your hand’s in his, and he finally just… sighs.

“ this feels kinda perfect, huh?”

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BAZZ B -

arrival reaction - he yells “ hell yeah!” the second he sees the tower. gets a selfie with it immediately. drags you into the frame.

food experience - orders four entrées just to “ see what the hype’s about.” eats everything with reckless joy.

“ yo, we’re coming back here, right?”

night walk experience - the buzzing with leftover sugar and wine. spins you under the stars and pretends not to care. when you call him out, he just smirks. “ yeah, well. you look good when you’re smiling.”

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🫶 Askin Nakk Le Vaar x reader, holiday edition 🫶

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It's your first holiday party in Silbern, and all your senses are under attack.

People are laughing over the music, or singing along to it, and the disharmony of the multitude of voices is driving you mad. The twinkling lights are pretty, or they would be if there weren't so damn many, as if your fellow Quincies had all unleashed their Vollständig all at once, and the air itself feels heavy from all the candles.

The worst thing is that there is no place where you can go, not yet at least. Not until His Majesty retires for the evening. On the flip side, no one is sitting next to you, or trying to talk to you. That'd be the last thing you need right now.

"Excuse me, are you saving this seat for someone?" Askin Nakk Le Vaar suddenly appears, out of nowhere - were you really so lost in thought that you couldn't notice him?

Even so, you don't want to let him know that, so you only turn towards him just a little.

"No, you can take it."

You thought he'd take the chair and leave, but he doesn't. What? You turn to him all the way now.

"Mind if I sit here?" he says.

You shrug with one shoulder, and so he sits next to you. For a moment or two you pretend to watch the crowd, but you can feel Askin's eyes on you.

"Where's your roommate?"

So that's how it is, is he trying to get close to you so you'd introduce him to them? Then why do you suddenly feel so... disappointed?

"They're over there with the Bambis."

"Why aren't you with them?"

Oh. So it's not about your roommate after all, it's just him not minding his own business.

"Clearly I was waiting for you to show up and ask me questions."

You hope that your sarcasm is not lost on him, and indeed he catches it, but instead of laughing and responding with a clever retort, like you expected, he actually looks...

"Did the two of you have an argument, perhaps?"

... concerned?

"No? Not at all?" You sigh. "No, I just... don't feel like joining, that's all."

"Ah, I see. You wanted to be alone."

This is where he takes the hint and leaves, you think to yourself. But there you go again, feeling that kind of way, almost like you don't want him to go. It makes no sense, really.

From the moment you met Askin Nakk Le Vaar you were struck with the contradictory nature of his entire being. He's quite gorgeous to look at, to be fair, but you don't really know what to make of his personality just yet.

He's just...

"Me too, actually", Askin says. "I may not look like it, but I actually don't like big gatherings very much either. I wish I could just blend in sometimes. Instead, I stand out. Not in a good way."

... much too honest sometimes, why does he do that? There's no way he's actually being honest, is he? Who in their right mind would admit to something like this if it was true? But then again, to what purpose would they lie?

"Well, nobody's going anywhere till His Majesty goes to bed", you say.

"Not to our rooms, no - but we could go to the balcony. If you want."

In all honesty, you didn't know you could, or you would have gone outside earlier, the cold be damned.

You're not sure what possessed you, but you agree to grab your coat and let Askin lead you to the balcony. It's colder than inside for sure, but it's definitely not as cold as you had imagined.

The clean, crisp scent of winter is very refreshing, it's like it's lifting the tension from your temples away. The loud music and the mismatched choir of voices are just a memory now, and the gentle snowfall is very restful for your eyes.

And then, as you look up at the snowflakes, you see it.

"Is this why--" you begin.

"Oh, no no no", Askin says, defending himself with both palms outwards. "I didn't know anything about this, and besides, you don't really believe in that old superstition, right? A plant is just a plant, and a kiss is just a kiss..."

"Right."

You move away from under the mistletoe, but you choose not to go back inside. The cool air and the quiet are really doing wonders for you.

"Feeling better now?" Askin says after some time. "You didn't look too good earlier - sorry, I mean to say, you looked a bit unwell. Overall you look great. That whole outfit is to kill for!"

"Well, you can't fight me for it", you tease.

"I know, I know, no fighting among ourselves. His Majesty's orders."

Askin opens his arms in a wide, helpless gesture, and his smile is irresistible.

"Thank you for getting me out of there", you say to him.

"Oh, no, I'm the one who should be grateful. The whole atmosphere was starting to get rather lethal. And thanks to you, I didn't have to go outside all by myself."

You lift one brow.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be alone?"

"Didn't you?"

Askin tilts his head, smiling, and your eyes are drawn by the movement of that one strand of hair that falls over his face.

What's wrong with this man, you wonder. What's wrong with you, why are you letting him get to you? Why did you want to believe him when he said that he didn't know that the mistletoe was there? Why do you want to indulge in trust?

"I just got a bit overwhelmed, I guess", you say, "it's my first time attending such a big event."

"You're still new. At least you have an excuse."

"Heh."

"Are you sure you're alright? With your roommate, I mean. If there's any chance that the two of you are going to get into a fight, I can help if you want. Trust me, you don't want to get in trouble..."

You sigh.

"Askin. There's really nothing to worry about, okay? We're fine, we're good, there's nothing for us to fight about, I don't even know them very well at all."

"You don't know your own roommate very well at all, after all these months?"

"And if I don't, so what?"

"Fair enough, I mean, there are plenty of Quincies that I only know by name, and even then I get them all mixed up."

"Why do you talk so much about stuff that no one asked?"

"Well... what if they never ask?" he says, and suddenly there's a slight shift in his smile, it no longer reaches the corner of his eyes, and you immediately know that you made a mistake.

"I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it to sound like that. I meant more like... aren't you worried that you're telling people too much? I mean... I admit it, I make myself a bit hard to get to know."

Askin puts his hands together and makes a square frame to watch you through it.

"You might discover... that the more secrets you try to keep, the more curious others will become, and they'll never leave you alone."

" ... Oh."

"Just look at me, you've made me very curious..."

You blink at him a couple of times.

"Anyhow, shall we go back inside?" Askin continues. "Which is not to say I'm not enjoying our talk, but I'm actually sort of... you know. Freezing."

"Yeah. Sure." It's now or never, and you know you'll want to kick yourself later if you don't do it now. "But... before..." you look up towards the ceiling, and Askin follows your gaze.

You step closer to him, and put your arms around his neck. Askin immediately wraps his arms around you too.

"So, you've changed your mind about the superstition?" he asks.

"No. I've changed my mind about you."

#bleach #askin nakk le vaar #askin nakk le vaar x reader #askin x reader #bleach quincy #sternritter #bleach x reader #bleach x you #bleach scenarios #bleach imagines #rose writes - bleach x reader

Askin x Quincy!(fem) reader

A/N: I usually have some sort of plot. There is no damn plot. My head went blank after catching up BLEACH TYBW. This is also just a one time thing. My head just went brrr

Warnings: pussy drunk! Askin, Cunnilingus, no minors 🔞, face sitting.

#BLEACH X reader #bleach x you #Askin x reader

Heey ) Can I ask Quilge, Askin and Cang Du ( i'm not sure if you write about this character 😅) getting jealous ? Like someone else trying to get their lovers attention and how would they react? What will they do? If it possible fluff please c:

Quilge\Askin\Cang Oneshot - My Heart Only Belongs to You, Jealous Boy

Oooo, I never gotten a Cang Du before, I don't even know who that is, but a little research never kills anyone. I write for any character, I just need an anime or show and their full name and done.

Thank you, for sending in this request, I'll try and give this fic justice, hopefully, it's to your liking.

MASTER LIST | NSFW CONTENT

Quilge

Quilge is already a very possessive man, he doesn't like it when you're disobeying him, he'd prefer it if you were his good little soldier. But he's completely engulfed in rage and anger, at the sight of you laughing and chatting with those other lesser than soldiers. They aren't as strong as he was, they aren't as fast as he was, they weren't even as talented as him.

Vampire Askin that likes you because you make him feel alive. Because your kiss reminds him of the time when he was just a human being, the way a food can remind people of their childhood. Because he likes watching you doing things he long forgot, having thoughts and reactions that long left his system. Because he can feel in your touch the warm caress of sunshine that he hasn't felt in centuries.

Vampire Askin with pale, cold skin that grows a pink tinge as he drinks a bit of your blood and you can witness in real time your life spreading through him.

Vampire Askin that sensually licks the trail of blood on your arm, making sure not a single drop is wasted, lingering a bit longer over the two little punctures on your wrists.

#more vampire Askin thoughts #Askin x reader #i guess #I got to a point am secure enough to share him I guess afcgcgvvn #the urge to use some lyrics from vampire heart by him #like hold on to me like you hold on to life #or love me like you love the sun #scorching the blood in my...vampire heart

EEKKK! Can you PLEASEEE do one where the beach men walk in on you changing or accidentally seeing you naked? Love your blog btw<33

Walks in, see skin, and their brains just short-circuit. There’s a solid two seconds where they absolutely can't move—just standing there with their eyes glued, not even blinking. The guilt only sets in after the initial jolt of “holy shit.” Stammering an apology after they’ve already had a three-second visual feast. They didn’t mean to look, they just did. The door shuts fast, but you know damn well they’re beating themselves up about it...after they've replayed the scene in their head at least once.

— Ichigo, Hisagi, Renji, Kira, Uryu, Toshiro

These men see too much in a second—maybe a bare back, side of a thigh, or the curve of your hip—and immediately look away. They don’t stare, nor linger. Just a low, choked “Ah—pardon,” and they’re gone with the door shut more carefully than they’ve ever shut a door. They’re calm on the surface, but their inner shame is burning through their ribs, and you can bet that the image of you is burned into their minds even though they try to act unaffected 🤭

— Jushiro, Byakuya, Kira, Ryuken, Starrk, Jugram

The door swings open, they catch you mid-change, and instead of panicking, they just lean against the frame with a crooked smirk and say something shameless like, “Don’t let me stop you.” They're cocky pricks and absolutely NOT SORRY IN ANY WAY. Maybe they do step back out eventually, but only after they’ve had their fun teasing you and getting a full hour of gawking. They’ll make sure you know they liked what they saw, and if you blush, well, that just encourages them.

— Gin, Kisuke, Askin, Grimmjow, Shinji, Shunsui, Bazz-B, Kenpachi*

They don't scream, don't panic. They either don't care—or they’re so composed they fake it well. They might apologise curtly, but it’s clear they don’t regret walking in. Some of them might not say anything at all—just take you in, hold your gaze, then slowly shut the door behind them like nothing happened. They mostly look like they purposefully walked in and pretended not to lol

— Kenpachi, Yhwach, Ulquiorra