#byakuya imagines

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

hello! i want to request something 🙏🏻

I want to request what bleach male think when y/n wearing formal suit (covered completely)but the skirt is too short and so tight

Fandom: Bleach

Genre: Headcanons

Rated: 18+ maaayyybeeee 16+ since it isn't too inappropriate.

warnings: slight nsfw

Admin Wisteria🐯: I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for requesting!

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Various Bleach Men's Reaction to s/o wearing a very short skirt headcanons:

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Byakuya Kuchiki:

● At first, Byakuya wouldn’t notice a thing that is, until you dropped something and he happened to look over to see *gasp* Your panties!

● Does a complete double take. 

● In his mind he is thinking, ‘What the actual hell?’

● But he is nice to you on the outside because he is a gentleman. 

●”Dear, isn’t that skirt a bit too…short?” 

● He is blushing to say the least. It’s even worse that your buttocks was a jumpscare to him. 

● Your answer to his question will depend on his mood. 

● If you apologize and put on a longer skirt then he will be happy but if you tease him and ignore it then he will be salty for the rest of the night. 

● But the best of both worlds is you teasing him and then just change your skirt to a longer one because there is nothing wrong with teasing him.

● I highly recommend it myself.

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Sosuke Aizen:

● His eyes will go slightly wide, when he sees you in a tight skirt. 

● He’s taking in your perfect body in it. 

● Will act as a gentleman as much as possible. 

●”But deep down he is like, ‘AWOOGA’

● Won’t ask you to change your skirt, but instead will get a little protective if you are around other people. 

● He will be staring at you all night long. 

● And if you catch him and wink at him then you both already know how the night is going to end. 

● He will sneak in touches and squeeze your bum.

● Then later, he is going to take that sexy skirt off and -*insert profanities here*

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Ichigo Kurosaki:

● Even as an adult he still gets a bit flustered when you are wearing a short skirt. 

●  I personally would wear the short skirt to further tease him because he is so fun to tease. 

● Like, purposely bend over so he can see your ass in those cute panties that he loves. 

●His face will be red as a  strawberry. 

● Him: “W-what? W-why are you wearing that short skirt?!” 

You: “Because it’s cute, Duh Ichi!” 

● He will kindly ask you to wear a longer skirt, of course he will say because he doesn’t want others to see you like that but I think we all know what he means. 

● It’s more for his sake rather than yours. 

●Once he cools down and you do put on a longer skirt I encourage you to tease him. 

● Yeah, he will be blushy and grumbily for a bit but it makes it all the more funny.

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Toshiro Hitsugaya:

●”No.” That is the end of the conversation between you and him. 

● He doesn’t want to play parent but no. He isn’t going to let you go out dressing like that. 

● He is 100% sure Rangiku dared you or to do this crazy thing because you should have known he would not allow this. 

● “Come on Toshi, it’s just a skirt nothing more, nothing less.” 

●”No.” Short, simple and to the point. He will not argue about it because he knows you have sense that’s why he is dating you. 

●  You weren’t going to say anything but you totally notice how red he was through the whole conversation.

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Kenpachi Zaraki:

● Honestly, My mans has no shame. 

●He loves how the skirt looks on you. 

●And those thighs… and your ass…

●He is grinning from ear to ear. 

●Will definitely tease you for wearing something so riskay.

●”Are you trying to get my attention? Because you certainly did, you’re so naughty~.” 

● Be prepared to be spanked, and grabbed all night.

● No shame. No shame. No shame. 

● Will totally let you go out like that, because if  anyone does something to you, he can just kill them. 

● And now he has something to stare at all night. 

●Will probably make you leave the event early so you guys can- *censored* *Censored* *censored*.

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Ulquiorra Cifer:

●Honestly he has no idea what to think about the skirt. 

●At first he sees nothing wrong with it. 

●Even if you bent over to show him your panties. Nothing.

●Honestly you finally get a reaction when someone else actually touches you. 

● That’s when he his mind goes, ‘Wait- that’s illegal.’

 ●Will kill the offender in question without remorse for touching  you like that. 

●After killing them he will walk up straight up to you and says sternly to never wear anything like that again.

●And he will go on and on about how it is only for your protection and you will have to more than that to get him to...”be aroused”.

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Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez:

●He will be very confused. 

●He probably will wonder why your skirt is so short or too tight. 

● If you tell him it’s something you want to try out for fashion or whatever then he will just be like, okay, and move on. 

●But if you perfectly bend over and he sees your panties he would not know how to react. 

●Not because of arousal, just pure confusion. 

●”Why is your underwear showing…?”

● You would have to explain to him why you did it on purpose. 

●Still wouldn’t understand the big deal until something similar happens just like with ulquiorra. 

●The offender touches you and Grimmjow kills them. 

●Will tell you to never wear anything like that  infront of anyone else again.

● But hey, he didn’t say you couldn’t wear anything like that with just him. wink wonk.

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[syrma-sensei]

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Pairing: Kuchiki Byakuya x Wife!reader

Rating: Angst (they're at war) fluff.

Setting: Canonverse.

Word Count: 1k.

Summary: You yearn to be at your husband's side in battle, but he thinks otherwise...

Silence, tension, and anxiousness has been reigning the Seireitei since Lieutenant Sasakibe Chōjirō's demise. Death reeked of the Soul Society, and its shadows are looming over the the three worlds.

In the grandeur yard of the Kuchiki Manor, you sit at the rim of the large pond of Koi fish, your feet are faintly in the water where the elegant fish are nibbling on your toes. Their slight kisses tickle your skin, giving you an odd feeling of comfort. For a moment, you wish to jump into the water and play with them, just you and some Koi fish under the silver glimmer of the moon. A silly giggle escapes your mouth when you imagine what your husband's reaction might be, to see his reverend lady wife messing around with his precious Koi fish. The Kuchikis take pride in breeding such rare species of fish, and Byakuya was greatly annoyed when their numbers decreased noticeably for unknown reasons. The ghost of Kuchiki Manor did it. That was the rumour among the staff, the one you personally spreaded it to cover for a certain little pink-haired troublemaker.

You bring your knees up to your chest, hugging yourself, eyes are still watching the fish sway and swim in the water.

Heaving a sigh, you shake your head forlornly. They were good days, good memories you're going to forever cherish them, for you know, nothing will be the same soon. You already miss the days when your biggest problem —and delight— was facing your husband's rage. The only one who could bring the best and the worst of him, his beloved wife.

You sigh again; when was the last time you saw him?

Given the current situation, every captain is to stay alert at their squad barracks, readying their forces to any surprise assault.

The Sixth Squad quarters aren't far from here. It wouldn't be much of a bother to pay your old home a visit, it crossed your mind plenty of times to go there. But no, you didn't, because your husband had practically forbidden you to visit the quarters after the Quincies declared the war. Idiot, you think. As though you'd listen to him. No, not anymore; you're not one of his subordinates any longer but his damn wife. It surely doesn't make you his equal, but still.

However, being married to one of the Great Noble Clans heads threw a handful of responsibilities upon your back; one of which is to stay strong, and act in his stead as the family head in his absence. And gods, you hate it. Teasing and defying the elders is one thing, and sitting at the same table with them and hear them nattering absolute nonsense is another whole thing. You wonder how Byakuya does it easily.

“Watching the Koi swim is more interesting than sitting with the elders, I suppose.”

A wide smile creeps into your mouth as you hear your husband's poised voice.

“Byakuya!” You stand on your feet and stroll down to him. “Missed you so much, baby!”

You don't miss the way he still cringes at the endearment you called him with. His ears haven't accustomed to it yet, a modern word from the World of the Living.

“I've missed you too, my love.” He says quietly, with that baritone voice of his, taking your hands in his. He squeezes your hands gently, brushing his thumbs to your skin.

You notice that he's still in his haori and full attire, you furrow your eyebrows. “Is everything alright back there, Byakuya?”

“Yes.” He answers, “Everything is conducting well, darling, worry not.”

“Any sign of the enemy?” You ask again.

“Not as of yet.” He says, “We do not think the enemy would stand by their words, however.”

“They could attack at any moment.” You mumble.

“Precisely.”

Gazing up at his smoky-grey eyes, you bring your hands up to his chest. “You know I still have the will to fight by your side like the old days, husband.” You say, “I can be more useful on the battlefield than behind these walls.”

Byakuya's face remains expressionless, his hands covering yours. “If you're asking me to join the troops again, the answer remains no.”

Your lips pucker up, your fists wring his fancy haori, “Then promise me you'd come back to me alive.”

Your husband falls silent.

“Swear it to me.” Your lean forward, eyes locking, “Now.”

“I'm afraid I can't.” He puts ice in his words, your eyes widen.

“Why so?” You fume.

“I've taken many vows upon myself, and I broke most of them. I cannot do it, not to you.”

He leaves you speechless, your hands let go of his fancy haori. You tear your face to the side for a moment before you face him again.

“Very well then,” You say stoically, your tone is peculiarly akin to his now, “Kuchiki Byakuya, my beloved husband, I forbid you from dying on the battlefield, and I bid you to come back to me alive and in one piece, and I swear, by all spirits, I shall unsheathe my zanpaktō and step into the fight if I sense you're in need of help.”

Your husband doesn't say anything. However, a very small grin slip into his pretty lips, and you give him a smile of your own.

They vanish, nevertheless, when you hear the alarm blaring throughout the Seireitei, announcing the arrival of the enemy, and you feel your heart drop to the tips of your toes.

“I must go.” Your husband states.

You rush before he shinpōes elsewher, and hug him tightly, shaky hands cupping his cheeks. “I swear it, I swear it, I swear it.” Tears pour down your cheeks, “You hear me?” Byakuya kisses your lips through your tears before his reiatsu disappears from around you.

After hours, flash-stepping among the bloodied corpses of your husband's soldiers, and in attempt to maintain your oath, you reach the spot his fading reiatsu led you to, to find yourself too late. Another broken promise; your husband is no different than the bodies surrounding him.

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HI! I rarely see any bleach content creatures and got really excited when I saw yours! If it’s alright with you can I request a Byakuya x soul reaper fem reader fic (I hope this is the right word for it) where she fell in love with Byakuya ever since she met him and on a daily basis reminds him of it? Like always trying to impress him, give him gifts, help him out and etc. She pursues him but Byakuya never acknowledges her feelings until one day she finds out he already loves someone else (his dead wife) and after realizing that she stops realizing he could never love her? Only for Byakuya to realize how much he misses y/n when she stopped and decides to confess to her himself? I hope this isn’t too much!

Hi there! Not at all! I'm sorry to be such a slow poke in answering. I'm sorry I couldn't do a fic like you wanted. My writing abilities are sub par at best... So I did headcanons from byakuyas perspective instead! :) I really hope you enjoy it!

He has seen the look in your eyes, the adoration in your smile when he thanks you for the fresh cup of tea, the way you steal glances when you work side by side. He isn’t a fool. He should push you away, like he did the others. Set boundaries. However, he just can’t bring himself to do so. He’d hate to admit it, but he finds comfort in the small gestures of affection that you offer and the idea of you stopping causes him quite a bit of anxiety. So, He keeps quiet and selfishly acts oblivious.

At one point or another, however, something changes. Slowly you are slipping away from him, creating a rift between the two of you, and he’s sickened by the thought that you had given up on him. Perhaps it's for the best, he thinks, to take comfort in someone's affection knowing full well that to reciprocate such feelings would dishonor the memory of his late wife is despicable. In his mind. He was being punished.

Byakuya should have left things the way they were, but as time grew so did the rift and it was killing him slowly on the inside. He desperately missed your companionship, He missed your nagging, he missed the way you would laugh at his jokes, but most of all, he missed just having you in the room with him.

It was time for an honest conversation.

When you tell him why you withdrew yourself, hes so relieved that you are already aware and understand his situation. He's so touched by the amount of respect and care you have treated him with, but at the same time, he is absolutely kicking himself for underestimating you. He confesses that he misses your presence in his life. He doesn't ask you to wait for him, he feels that would be cruel, as he may never be able to return your feelings without the looming guilt, but he does ask that you stay in his life as his very dear friend even if you choose to move on. 

But of course we both know that won't happen.

He visits his wife's shrine often to talk mainly to himself. He knows she's not there, she was put back into the cycle eons ago, but it still brings him comfort. it's during one such trip that he finally comes to terms with his feelings and what happened, and finally decides to move forward with what he feels would be his wife's blessing. 

His confession is long awaited, months, maybe years have gone by, he hopes your affections had not waned.

He waits until the two of you have the privacy of his office to present you with flowers, a token of his gratitude, asking simply if you might be free for dinner one night.

[grimmsbaby]

+Grimmjow, Byakuya Kuchiki, Renji Abarai x f!reader

+wc: 1.2k

+cw: cockwarming, orgasm denial

+a/n: this is my first fic for this blog. I hope my fellow content starved bleach fans enjoy this whenever it gets to show up in tags <3

 Grimmjow  

   Grimmjow does not understand the concept of cockwarming at all. When you tentatively bring it up to him, he turns his nose up at it and says that it sounds stupid. A little bit of begging is all it takes though to get him to try; you could beg for practically anything and he would give in.

   As soon as his balls tap against you he starts to pull back until you’re reaching behind you swatting at him with your hands. “No you have to stay still, just watch the movie and.. Cuddle me.” you say this although your chest is rising and falling rapidly at the stretch of your cunt around him, having to tell yourself off for thinking about moving. Grimmjow’s looking at you with wide shocked eyes until he ends up laughing out loud, his chest rumbling against your back. You’re about to question him when all of a sudden you go from laying in his arms to your back in the mattress, his face dangerously close to yours. 

   ‘You’re telling me,” he pulls out slowly before snapping his hips back to yours, “you don’t want me to fuck you stupid right this second?” He does it again while pulling your legs up and onto his shoulders, fingers digging hard around your ankles.

   You want to tell him no, you want to stand strong with your original idea but you can’t. The thought of cockwarming long buried away in your head, the only thing you wanted now was for him to fuck you until you couldn’t see straight. You let out a frustrated sigh before pouting up at him, “Please, please keep going.”

   “Yeah,” his voice was almost sweet, barely hiding his smirk, “that's what I thought.”

Byakuya

   Byakuya spends a lot of his time being busy, whether it's doing something as a noble or as the captain of his squad. Currently he was going through paperwork that Renji had submitted to him over squad activity. It was late at night, you knew no one else would be anywhere near his office at this time and you were so needy for him. You’d tried flirting with him and seducing him just for a quickie, which you knew he didn’t like, but the ache between your legs was maddening. He’d told you to sit on the couch and wait. 

   He was trying to focus on his work but found it increasingly difficult to focus when you kept shifting around the couch, never seeming to get comfortable. You got up again and sauntered to his desk, lips puffed out into a perfect pout as you leaned into his shoulder. “Please Byakuya, I need something. Just a little attention please..” your words already trailed off, expecting his denial again. So it came as a surprise when he quickly shifted his clothing, pulling his hard cock out and yanking you onto his lap in one smooth motion. 

   He slowly slid you down onto him, noting the white knuckle grip you had on his desk at the sudden feeling of being full. A relieved sigh escaped you as he sank all the way in, your bodies meeting with a small smack. “Now,” his breath was right in your ear as he leaned his arms around you to pick up his paperwork again, “you’re going to sit there, not moving, and wait for me to finish my work.” 

   It took a moment to realize what that meant before you whined out, trying to shift your hips in vain. “But-,” you started to protest before you saw the death grip he had on his pen. It was honestly impressive he hadn’t broken it into a million pieces. You half got what you wanted so you decided to finally listen and just wait.

   Waiting proved to be an incredibly difficult task when your boyfriend’s cock was nestled deep inside you, your walls pulsing around him begging for more. By the time he was finishing his work you were nearly sweating just from the overwhelming need to move and you knew it was the same for him. As soon as he set his pen down you felt his soft lips graze your neck, his lithe fingers dancing their way to your cunt. He wasted no time in rubbing your clit, quickly bringing forward the orgasm in you that was waiting to be released. Your tummy tightened almost painfully, so close to pure pleasure coursing through your veins when he suddenly stops. His fingers come to a complete stop as he pulls them away from you, your orgasm subsiding. You whipped your head around with tears in your eyes at the denial only to be met with his dark eyes, laughter hidden within. “There’s your punishment for pestering me so insistently while I was trying to work. Now get up and lets go home so I can properly take care of you.” You didn’t need to be told twice, hopping up quickly, wincing at the wetness between your legs as you both left his office, Byakuya landing a playful slap on your ass.

Renji

   Renji thinks he’s being coy, suggesting cockwarming while the two of you are lounging around out in the garden. He’s being extra sweet today, loving on you and telling you how special you are and how he wants to connect with you more, just on a more intimate level. You quickly agree, fanning your dress out around you as you slowly sit down on his lap, soft whines slipping out of your lips as he fills you up. Sitting in his lap like this brings a new feeling of fullness to you and it makes you dizzy. You try not to move, you really truly do, but your arousal is dripping down your thighs and his grip on your hips is bruising and it makes you want him so badly. 

   “Renji I-,” you begin with a shift of your hips before his fingers clamp down even harder, cutting you off. You soon realize why as none other than Izuru and Shuhei come around the side of your house obviously searching for Renji. 

   You quickly turn your face away, knowing that you can’t hide any expressions on your face well especially when you’re whole body is thrumming with tension. They talk briefly, inviting Renji out for drinks that night. You want to turn and shout at them, to tell them to please go away but you know that’d be terribly rude and after all they had no idea what was going on. 

   Renji’s fingers were digging so hard now into your hips that it was guaranteed to leave nasty bruises but instead of this causing you immense pain it only made you hornier if that was even possible. You could tell how badly he wanted to flip you over and fuck you senseless and you knew that similar thoughts of telling his friends off was swimming through his head as well. Finally Izuru and Shuhei bid their farewells, walking off at much to slow of a pace. They two of you stayed sitting, not daring to move just in case they came back for any reason at all. After a solid minute had passed Renji was practically tossing you off of him, voice strained as he pointed towards the house, “inside. Now.” He didn’t need to tell you twice. 

[qsphyxias]

hi :D can you byakuya x ftm reader (who uses he him pronouns) and byakuya notices that the reader has just been very quiet all day and- classic dysphoria shirt pull etc 🥲

if you fetishize mlm relationships/trans men, get the fuck out of here!

synopsis ; reader has dysphoria and byakuya helps him out

warnings ; ftm!reader (he/him), good boy petname usage; 1, dysphoria comfort, chest dysphoria (ftm), fluffy, the song i put is about a hetero couple but it's a good song and has good tunes, not my best work but im back

note ; damn i doubt you're still active but here is the very late request anyways!!

words ; 0.6k +

⊱ ───── {⋅𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘 - 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕘𝕦𝕪⋅} ───── ⊰

byakuya let out a small, relaxed sigh as he sat next to your spot in bed, opening up his very interesting book about finances.

the first thing byakuya noticed was that your head hadn't dropped on his lap like it usually did when he sat close by you, and it totally threw him off. it almost felt as if his day was ruined.

almost.

he wasn't a child, it's not like... he looked forward to this moment every single day... as if it was his only real source of motivation...

you fiddled with your hands, eyebrows furrowed in discomfort as you pulled your knees up against your chest in an attempt to soothe the dysphoria, staying silent in self-destructive thoughts.

you seemed to have spaced out because in the silence of 9:45 pm that is often filled with thoughtful conversation, this time it had been filled with scary thoughts.

it wasn't like you weren't aware that you were being quiet, it's just that you were afraid of what you were going to say, so why risk it? byakuya probably had a bad day at work anyway, and what if it makes him uncomfortable if you talk about your dysphoria?

no, he isn't like that.

so many 'what if's, this time you really did space out on accident.

... and byakuya's patience had run out like a broken egg timer.

a loud, overdramatic huff and the sound of byakuya's book dropping onto the nightstand loudly snapped you out of your thoughts. you turned to look at him, slightly confused. "byakuy-?"

"alright, enough with the silent brooding. spit it out." Byakuya crossed his arms and sat himself up against the bedpost, his attention on you. his face had, 'tell me what's going on, so we can cuddle.' written all over it.

"huh?" you acted clueless, a tiny smile on your face as you didn't move an inch from your spot that offered you some comfort. you were stiff, from the confrontation and from your terrible posture.

"you-" he hesitated. wow, he hesitated? "you haven't... i mean- you didn't- god, don't make me say it." byakuya frowned, frustrated to his dismay.

he ruffled his routinely put-together hair with his bony fingers, and decided, he wouldn't say anything, but he would act. "can you just-" he yanked on your elbow and unravelled your stiff sitting position. "oh-"

"are you... alright? you've been quiet; you didn't even greet me like you typically did when i came home an hour ago." byakuya frowned.

"oh... sorry, i wasn't feeling up to it." you smiled softly, bringing your hand up to his face to hold. he sighed and closed his eyes; it truly wasn't fair how you could dissolve any of his leftover pettiness in a single beat.

running his hand against your back and feeling the tension, he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows at you, acknowledging the elephant in the room. "is it your... dysphoria again?"

you nodded, suddenly sensing a golf ball in your throat.

he didn't say anything, just bringing you closer and tighter, as he often did when you felt like this. "how do you want me to help?" he asked firmly, tucking your head under his chin.

"... this is fine, i like this, continue this." you muttered quickly, burying your head in the crook of his chest, frowning as your brain did the most unfortunate; and compared it to your own.

byakuya mumbled your name in your hair. "i know that, your thoughts can sometimes be cruel, but no matter what; you're still my boy... mine." he added, eyes shutting closed as he relaxed himself against the pillows.

you smiled gently, he's always the easiest to talk to when he's tired.

"but." byakuya arose once again. you spoke too soon.

you're not getting off that easily; you still owe me. for this evening, in case you forgot." he tilted his head down to look at you as he spoke.

you laughed, taking his hand a laying a gentle kiss on it playfully, "there. did that make it better?" you grinned at him.

"hm, it seems chivalry isn't dead after all." byakuya chuckled lowly, kissing your forehead. "such... a good boy."

⊱───── ❝ 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴! ❞ ─────⊰

[multiplefandomsblog]

Byakuya trying out vibrating panties in public(NSFW)

request; When requests open - how would you feel about a fem reader x byakuya who makes her wear vibrating underwear during an important event (a ball, meeting, etc), have a good day （╹◡╹）♡

warnings; reader uses female names pronouns and has female parts, remote control vibrating panties, overstimulation, unedited and very rushed, kinda short, they’re either friends with benefits or a couple, they’re both wearing formal wear(reader is wearing a dress), major humiliation kink, byakuya is the dom, no fluff, cussing

note; k but, what if Byakuya was a prince? He isn’t in this fic but like,,

word count; 1k

“I ha—hah..! Byakuya, you little- No- Lower the fucking power! shit, I’m going to-!” Your voice was barely audible over the loud music, along with the almost ringing noise of champagne glasses clinking and people laughing. You tightened your grip on his suit jacket, your hands were creasing his expensive clothing, but if he continued putting the vibe in your panties at such a strength, soon your cum would ruin your extremely expensive dress. An eye for an eye, you thought as you stared at him dead-on. 

This was stupid, risky and exhilarating all at the same time, something you wouldn’t think you’d ever describe an experience with Byakuya of. That’s not even the surprising part, moments before the event, Byakuya had been the one to ask you if you’d want to try it. The kinky little fuck never ceased to amaze you- let me tell you, a sexual relationship with Byakuya would never be boring when he surprises you with risks like this.

Despite your wavering irritated glare, he only stared back at you in amusement, a small sinister smirk tugging at his lips. “What are you going to do, hm? Humiliate yourself in front of all these people? Moan out my name while the entire crowd watches?” You could see sadistic darkness possess his gaze on you, one only you could see; at the cause of the close proximity, you shared with him. 

You opened your mouth to speak, eyebrows furrowing in defiance, but he quickly shut you up, as he dipped you suddenly, your exposed neck perfect for him to dig his nose into— “I invited precisely 128 guests today- say, does it get you off to cum in your pretty little panties in front of all one-hundred and twenty-eight guests?” His breath fanned on the sensitive skin of your collarbone, and as his lips grazed the skin you couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath of your own. He could see the skin flush from his touch, and that only made him more aroused.

You couldn’t help but let out a squeaky mewl at his words, feeling your panties get even more sticky and wet. Even though you felt your body melting, submitting to the tall man on instinct, you still refused to submit your mind to him yet. “N-no, you’re the one who bought this, I only agreed because-!” You hesitated, voice caught in your throat as you darted your eyes at him in sudden desperation. For a split second, you had fazed into your subspace, the domineering look he had on you triggered your instinct to kneel. “Because?” A knowing smirk twitched at his lips, you wondered if he’s ever smiled a smile that wasn’t that same shit-eating smirk.

Despite your bratty thought, you bit your tongue, if you said anymore, who knows what he’d do? The man had close to zero limits.

“Because …I wanted to please you.” You uttered the last part out, quietly shrinking underneath him as you felt your head get fuzzier. He noticed your words becoming more and more dazed, and he couldn’t help but grin at the effect he had on you. “Good girl, but come back now, we’re still in public, princess.” Judging by the look on his face, you had fortunately pleased him with your words, but you noticed the slight seriousness in his tone and so you straightened your back to pretend to be presentable as if there wasn’t a violent vibration in between your legs. You always had to listen to your dom after all. As you stepped forward to dance, you felt the object shift closer to your clit. 

As pleading gasps escaped your lips, you felt shock-waves of pleasure shoot up your body without warning. Your eyes clenched tightly as you felt something strong build up in your stomach. Your legs were trembling from underneath you as you pawed at Byakuya desperately. In an attempt to prevent yourself from completely embarrassing yourself in front of everyone, you reached one hand in between your two legs to try and turn it off. 

Byakuya caught what you were trying to do as soon as he saw your hand move down, but he caught you quicker and slid the remote out from underneath his sleeve, increasing the power with his middle finger. 

Your eyes widened and you felt your legs give out from underneath you, a loud wail almost escaping you but you ripped your hand away from his to muffle the noise about to escape your mouth. As you tumbled onto his chest, Byakuya caught your weak figure and smoothly guided you to a chair, feigning small worry as to fool the others; as if he was worried. 

The moment he felt your body collapse, images of fucking into your limp but still squirming body filled his head, he had to resist the urge to just rip off that dress of yours and take you in front of everyone. Still, he had a reputation to keep, one he has genuinely considered bombing just for the sake of fucking you.

The humiliation of unravelling in front of the eyes of more than a hundred people filled your entire being, and you couldn’t find the courage to look at anyone around you with your tear-filled eyes as you felt your orgasm wash over you. This was so dirty, this was so wrong, so wrong but the feeling in between your legs told you this was anything but right.  

The sitting position certainly didn’t help, the chair only pushed the gadget further up you, pressing against your twitching entrance. “Hht! B-Byakuya-” You felt yourself getting overstimulated as soon as your orgasm wore off, and you had to resist the severe urge to spread your legs because a lady wouldn’t do that and you were still in the middle of a very populated ball.

You were near sobbing hysterically, the feeling of your clit being heavily overstimulated along with the embarrassing stares of your classmates was going to be the death of you. 

He knew that; he was just waiting for you to break, the ‘comforting’ hand he had sliding up and down your back to fool others wasn’t so comforting when you knew the true intent of it. It was teasing, mocking you as your legs shook, you were sure your entire dress had been covered with your juices.

Byakuya had been the one to buy you this dress, he knew how expensive it was, yet he still wanted to something as filthy as this. He figured it’d look better once your slick had drenched the entire thing, so he wasn’t going to show you mercy until it did. You wonder if he had bought such a garment for that sole, sadistic urge.

[salami2]

YAY (ﾉﾞ⌯'⌄'⌯)ﾉﾞ*。⋆💓 then can i have some cute headcanons of Mondo, Makoto, Byakuya (seperately) and they confess their feelings to the fem reader? of course if you don't want to do that, thats completely fine!! Have a great day 💗💗💖💗💖💗💖

A/N: HANA!! IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! I was overwhelmed by all the requests so please forgive me T^T Anyways, again, like anything you request ITS SO CUTE!! Enjoy!

Warning(s): Absolute fluff! ❤️❤️ Mentions of characters like Gonta, Leon, Komaru, mentions of food several times, Byakuya kinda being mean, Byakuya being kinda OOC, everyone being really sweet, etc.

— Mondo, Makoto + Byakuya confessing their feelings to a fem!reader —

- How was he going to start? Could he ask someone for help? Would you reject him anyways??

- Those thoughts tortured him as he stared at you, who was chilling in class.

- Mondo would most definitely go to someone who’s really flirty and good with women to help him.

- In the Talent Development Plan, he goes to ask Leon for women's advice!

- But I feel like he’s go to Gonta on how to be “True gentleman!” And how to not yell so much. Much better advice then Leon, aha…

- Mondo is so cute; he’d write a cheesy love letter with red hearts that tells you to meet at the school parking lot at night.

- Of course you accept! And what you see is Mondo leaning on his bike, twiddling his thumbs while waiting for you to come.

- “Ah! S-S/O! Sorry, I didn’t see you there. Uhm- I asked you here for a reason. Oh fuck, of course I did- ANYWAYS! I-I wanted to say that, I… like you. A lot. And I was wondering if you'd like to be my girlfriend…”

- Oh, Makoto had no clue how to start. There were feelings of rejection, feelings of thrill, and the feeling of throwing up-

- No plan, he just asked you to hang out at his house. You agreed and he practically jumped for joy.

- When you got to his place you noticed how his family watched you go up to his room. Oh yeah, they know-

- “Aww, Makoto is finding love!” “Good for him. S/O is a great girl.” “I hope the confession fails…” “Komaru!”

- His room looked unreasonably good. Full of blankets, pillows, snacks and video games. You were hyped and immediately went into gaming and shit.

- Komaru would occasionally peak through the crack of Makoto’s door to see if her big brother finally out the moves on you. Sadly- no luck yet.

- It was by the end of the night is when you were pooped. All the games and snacks and stuff was so much fun!

- “Hey, S/O, let’s pause the games right now. I, uh, need to ask you something. I asked you over because I was wondering if you wanted to start dating. I MEAN- t-this is a confession! I like you a lot, so please, date me!”

- Huh? Love? HAH! BYAKUYA TOGAMI DOESN'T NEED TO CONFESS JUST LOOK INTO HIS EYES AND YOUR HIS-

- No but seriously, under the calm and peeved expression, this man was dying.

- Byakuya knew what to do. With his love for film, he’s watched an abundance of romance films that portray the realism of love.

- And especially- confessions.

- For him, he planned a “dinner” together at one of the nicest restaurants in Japan. Or in his standards, the decent enough ones.

- Byakuya calls it a business dinner, but… you're both in highschool.

- To call it a beautiful evening was a small way to put it. Everything about that place just looked too luxurious for you. And the food was great.

- You oddly caught Byakuya glimpsing at you a bunch…

- He cleared his throat and started a speech.

- “S/O, there is something I need to tell you. I’ve grown attached to you recently, and I’m telling you to be my lover. I like you. And for me, that’s new… you have no choice but to pursue a relationship with me. Like saying yes is a tough choice… please do.”

@salami2

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Hi! This ask is for Mod Tsumiki. I hope you're feeling a little bit better, and if not, this request might help! Could I get some cuddling headcanons wifh Byakuya? The fluffier the better! I wish both mods the best!! /gen 💞💞💞💞💜💜💜💕💕

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byakuya cuddling headcannons

requested by: 🗻 anon!

Oh, thank you so much! I've been feeling a lot better since then, thank you, though! Love writing a Byakuya request any day!

- Mod Tsumiki

• At first, Byakuya is insanely stiff. He doesn't get physical affection often ... more like at all. His childhood barely even gave him a hug. Everything was so professional and profound, there was no room for something as nonsensical as physical affection. Until he found the one.

• When you asked to cuddle, he was hesitant at first. You question why constantly, until he revealed that he was afraid of doing it incorrectly. One of his only fears was letting people down, and you were one of the most important people to him. So, he was extremely nervous. But with enough reassurance, he will.

• He has two favorite positions. It depends on what type of mood he's in. If he's in a protective mood, he wants to spoon you, being the big spoon. He'll nuzzle his head into your neck and carefully his over it, holding your hand in his as he holds you close.

• The other is when he's stressed out, distraught, and in need of letting go. You're on your back, and he's curled up into your side, nuzzling his head into your chest. He is surprisingly really comfortable being the little spoon, he likes being pampered. Especially in times of need.

• Although he's very stiff and nervous at first, he's a very fast learner. He will do pretty much anything for you, and that means learning how to cuddle. And you know that if he learns something, he has to be the best at it. So expect him to be absolutely perfect as time goes on.