#bleach byakuya

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Prillful teachers' drinking party

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How bleach men would respond to you crying

Characters included:

Byakuya Kuchiki

Grimmjow JaegerJaquez

Sosuke Aizen

Ryuken Ishida

Warnings: None! SFW!

Byakuya:

He wouldn’t be sure how to approach you at first but once he musters up the courage he would craddle you in his arms till you calm down. In the moment he wouldn’t press for the reason as to why your crying but instead focus on being there for you by wiping your tears or getting your favourite ice cream. After you finish crying in his arms he would ask “My love what is wrong” while wiping the rest of your tears away with his thumb and plating a soft kiss on your lips.

Grimmjow:

At first he wouldn’t care as much as you’d hope for him and instead make light jokes like. “Shut up and get over it”. Not with the intention of belittling your emotions but instead to try stop you from crying so much. After seeing that it doesn’t work he would slowly shift his head into your lap and close his eyes. He would allow you to stroke his hair and face only in order to distract yourself from whatever is making you upset. Whilst stroking his hair he would slowly wipe your tears and say “Your so soft” in a sarcastic but loving tone.

Aizen:

He would already know you’re crying before stepping into the house. If being the loving boyfriend archetype would help his current plans then he would walk into your shared room already holding your favourite ice cream, a box of tissues and chocolates whilst wearing a shirt he didn’t care about incase your makeup smudged on his shirt whilst you cried. Once in his arms he would let you claw at his chest whilst ranting to his about your day. As you do this he would play with the strands of your hair and even create a little braid whilst giving his advice and input.

Though if being a loving boyfriend in the moment would not help his plans he would simply walk past your door acting like he didn’t hear the faint whimpers you let out.

Ryuken:

Ryuken would come home late and find you in the shared bed wrapped up in blankets. He would walk back down the stairs prepare your favourite snack and place it on the side table in front of you while saying “Stop crying and tell me what upset you”.

If you didn’t answer he would mentally scan through all the possibilities and rule out any unlikely scenarios for example he would know the exact day your period starts and end or what supplements you have taken.

If you did finally answer he would tell you straight what you needed to do and try fix it with you whether that includes forcing you out of bed or helping you with work.

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quick renruki doodle 💫 [3/3]

#Real and #Canon scenes from #WDKALY (kinda)

Think I’m calling this one: The Wedding Planner

HaHa #bleach #renruki

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Kuchiki Byakuya/朽木 白哉/Кучики Бьякуя

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WHITE INTIMACY 🍼 KUCHIKI BYAKUYA X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 12: LACTATION

🐙 requested by: Anonymous. day 12 with Aizen or Byakuya with fem reader? <3 ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. you can tell when I'm deeply in love with a character because I write him with purity and love... so yes, this is the case. Husband and wife sharing a sweet moment with their baby that leads to them trying a new "kink" after they put the baby to sleep on their room. Again, the baby sleeps in a different room. please, never EVER have sex close to your kids, it doesn't matter if they are "babies". it is still a form of abuse. Thanks. 🐙 wc: 1,3k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

To the past, those days in which Byakuya felt alone, belong. It was difficult for him, for his heart to finally open. He still remembers that dream with Hisana; she told him “please, be happy”.

And so, he did… 

The cries of his first born keep him and his wife, you, woke up. Tired, almost asleep, both drag to the baby’s crib. 

“What, little sakura bud?” you ask, holding him in arms. “Daddy needs to sleep. Daddy’s a captain, baby…” you whisper, rocking your body to lull the bundle of joy to sleep… yet, nothing, not even your scent and profound maternal love, could calm (him/her) down…  

Byakuya’s hands surround your waist from behind; he is asleep as you are. His hair’s a mess. His eyes barely opened.

“Is he/she ok? Something’s hurting? No fever, right?” Byakuya asks; he is and will always be extremely afraid of you or his baby being sick. 

“Probably just hungry. Go back to sleep, love. I’ll feed him/her” 

But he is not just a man; Byakuya is a gentleman. And despite not being able to bare nor give birth to his son/daughter, he will be next to you no matter what. How could he sleep knowing you aren’t? 

“Come on… let’s get comfortable” he commands, kissing your head and grazing his baby’s crying face. 

You walk -drag your body- to the bed and wait for Byakuya to sit with his back against the headrest. Then, you sit in between his legs, with your back against his chest. 

Byakuya’s soft hands hug you while he waits for you to prepare yourself to feed your child. Soon, the cries stop, as nurturing begins. 

Sleepiness still remains, but the moment that soon will turn to a memory… none of you would have chosen to let exhaustion take it away from you.

You look at him when your child is finally fast asleep; a soft smile, a silent complicity between the love of your life and you. 

He smiles back; a smile nobody is used to seeing but you and now the little “consequence” of your love.  

“You know, sometimes I’m jealous of him/her” Byakuya jokes; yet behind a joke there is always a little bit of truth. 

“Mhhj…” you giggle low. 

“Don’t laugh… It used to be me…” he continues, planting a soft kiss on your shoulder. 

“Let me put him on his bed and I’ll feed you as well. There is no point in me going back to sleep, it’s almost morning” you joke, even though Byakuya took it pretty seriously… 

He helps you with utmost care and delicacy not to wake the baby up to stand up. You blow a kiss his way before dragging back to the baby’s nursery -a couple of steps from your room, but still outside it-. 

As you walk back, you notice him pretty much awake… in more than one way. 

“Still awake?” you ask, ignoring his very noticeable hardness through the fine silk of his sleeping yukata. 

“Well yes, didn’t you tell me you were gonna feed me?” he asks, leaving you startled. Suddenly, sleepiness eased as fast as his did. 

You open your mouth and close it back. You were about to laugh; but was him being funny or was that for real? 

Indeed, Byakuya rarely jokes… and that sounded absolutely serious. 

“You- you really want to- uh- this?” you ask, pointing at your -very- swollen breasts. If there was something that wasn’t hard for you, was to produce enough and even more nourishment for your offspring. 

“Well, considering is pretty common in our culture…” he tries to convince you. 

You giggle; there was no need for you to be convinced. You would give him anything he could asked for, after all. 

“Then, my sweet big baby… feast on it” you whisper, getting into bed right next to his horny self. 

Byakuya and you giggle sweetly, both covering your whole bodies with your silk sheets. Enough has happened in between the both of you for shame and formalities. 

It is Byakuya who willingly gets comfortable on your legs; his back on your lap, while your fingers brush through his beautiful hair back. 

Lust and intimacy have transcended; his skilful hands free your breasts from your nightgown. The sakura man enjoys the effects of gravity on them, as they heavily fall close to his lips. 

“I wonder if it’s as sweet as your core” he purrs. 

Your insides become a mess; tensing muscles on your womanhood, oh the gracious changes of your body he adores… he praises… what a blessing is to have a man like him to venerate you. 

You help him reach your nipple; it gets hard, and it begins to drip. And you suddenly understand the difference, nurturing your child has nothing to do with this; two different types of bonding, you are so willing to enjoy. 

Byakuya sticks his tongue out, allowing the very few drops of semi white elixir to fall on it. He takes some time to enjoy the taste, like a fine wine, like a delicatessen a noble deserves. 

“More” he demands.

You smile pleased; impulsive shameless and whimsical Byakuya only comes out when he is either truly free or unable to control himself; and right now, he is both. 

Your hand passes under his nape, lifting, with so much expertise, his head for his lips to finally trap your nipple. 

A little clumsy, he first tries nibbling on it, making you jolt. It hurts, but it feels so good. Yet, it is definitely not enough to start the flow of motherly product happening. 

“Suck; try pressing your tongue against your palate as you suck” you guide him; it is much easier to explain this to an adult it kinda makes you giggle. 

“Uhhumh” he hums, taking notes of your instructions. And with a couple of tries, he finally manages to make it happen. 

“Good boy” you compliment him; for the first time, you discover the joy of being the one in charge, of being the dominant one. 

Deep blue eyes open big, fixing on yours. They both show a certain amount of shame… because your “mommy” attitude has made him harder than ever before. It feels to Byakuya both incredibly hot but also degrading… and that, at the same time, becomes feedback for more and more lust. 

His hips, on his own, buck up ever so slightly. Yet, enough for you to notice.  Ah, he needs relief… 

 You use one of your hands to guide your right breast more and more into his mouth, as he sucks harder. While your left hand slowly slides from his belly to his sex. 

Byakuya spasms violently when your palm reaches his already wet crotch area. You are not surprised; this man gets so hard sometimes that it kinda scares you he might explode at any moment. 

“Would you like mommy to help you with this?” you ask, amazed by those naughty words that make you even wetter. 

“ngh… mhg… yes-“ he barely words, with his mouth full of your milk, overflowing from the commissure of his lips. 

You bite your lower lip; if this isn’t the epitome of arousal, you don’t know what it is. 

It takes nothing for his yukata to finally slide open, uncovering a hard manhood that has already impregnated you with all of his masculinity before. 

You begin to pump; jerking him off with no mercy, making him tremble, making him choke with the white liquid coming from you. 

A little bit more, he is close… so close. more, more, more.  Precum flowing from his gland as milk flows from your breasts. 

White sometimes associated with purity, is now being depicted as total concupiscence and erotism, in the middle of a night that slowly becomes a dawn. 

And like the Sun, unstoppably rising every morning, Byakuya’s climax hit his body like the strongest Bankai… 

Spasms that accompany every sprout of cum abandoning his body and into his belly; Spasms that you somehow experience as well, as all of the sucking and such imagery has made you incredibly hot to the point of also cuming. 

“Byakuya, love… save a little bit for your son/daughter, yes?” “Just a little bit more for breakfast, my love…” 

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BLEACH - Kenpachi x Byakuya

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Bleach Men Worshipping You

Content: pure fluff and (maybe) a teeny bit of smut. Fem reader. MDNI, nsfw under the cut.

Characters: Byakuya, Jugram, Kira, Uryu, Tsukishima, Shuhei, Gin, Ginjo

A/N: It’s been a while again!! (Don’t mind the fact jugram is the cover, I’ve been brain rotted about him) Please note that I wrote these at different times BUT I finally found some time to write things, and I hope you guys enjoy these word vomit bulk post(s)! (•̀ᴗ•́ )و

(part 2) (part 3)

He would honestly be enamoured with your eyes. He’s DEFINITELY a person who believes the eyes are the windows to someone’s soul, and he fully appreciates them. You would catch him staring at you a little longer, or completely focus on them while you’d talk. Everytime you two would be close, he would hold your face and just look at them before kissing the sides of your face, and telling you how much he cherished them. He would tell you such sweet nothings about them, how it reminded him so much of precious gems. In more heated moments— he adores the tears that runs down from them when you’re all whiny and can’t take his length in, no matter how much you try. He always kissed those tears away, praising and telling you how well you were doing as you looked at him with glossy eyes. He adores how glossy they become when the pleasure becomes too much for you— He truly can’t get enough of how pretty they looked.

— Byakuya, Jugram, Kira, Uryu, Tsukishima

The kind of guy who isn’t ashamed to stare or pick out clothes for you that would make your chest the main source of attention. He somehow makes his way to do so, even if you refuse at first but he knows what kind of clothing you may like. Even if his advances werent enough to sway you, he still appreciated your chest very much. He doesn’t care how big or small they might be, he loves them all. When the two of you relax and cuddle, he’s definitely going to IMMEDIATELY shove his face into your chest. It’s comforting and relaxing for him, sometimes it embarrasses you but he usually reassures you with a kiss. If the two of you are out, Hes definitely more possessive. He would purposely get all touchy with you and glare at anyone who seems to stare for too long. If you tease him enough with anything that makes your chest more alluring to him, you’ll end up beneath him. No matter what, this man truly loves them—he’ll end up marking them while telling you such praises of how well you’re doing and how nicely you’re taking him. He’s mesmerized with the way your chest moves with each of his thrusts—he’ll purposely speed up just to see them move in tune. He will never get enough of you, even if it means the both of you end up overstimulated, even if it means your chest will be covered in his bites and his back covered in scratches by you.

— Shuhei, Gin, Ginjo

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ఇ telling the bleach men you haven’t shaved (smau) ఇ

warning: smut, explicit content, 18+, explicit language

featuring: shunsui kyoraku, kenpachi zaraki, mayuri kurotsuchi, byakuya kuchiki, grimmjow jaegerjaquez, aizen sosuke

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