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BLEACH X LAM 2026
love this illustration. the colors are so fun and whimsical
Bleach men eating you out
Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Byakuya Kuchiki, Renji Abarai, Uryuu Ishida, Tōshirō Hitsugaya
Part 1: Urahara Kisuke, Aizen Sosuke, Kenpachi Zaraki, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Shunsui Kyōraku
Part 3: Shinji, Gin, Ukitake, Starrk
cn: oral (f receiving), praising, slight degrading, edging, bondage, rough/soft, sub/dom, fingering, overstimulation
Ichigo
He isn’t the best at it, but he sure puts all his heart into it—kissing and licking without stopping, making you moan shamelessly without letting you catch a breath.
“I-Ichigo—“ You moan, your voice barely audible.
“Mm?” He stops for a second, looking up at you, his face covered in your wetness, his eyes adoring. Ichigo’s hands press against your legs, keeping you still as he touches your pussy with purposeful intent.
Wait ill post this here too. I dont know if tumblr is still peak hi hello i like kisuke
── .✦ your baby .ᐟ
FT. shinji hirako, shunsui kyoraku, kisuke urahara
SHINJI HIRAKO ᝰ.ᐟ
── "HAHHH? why are you so mad today?" he cocked his head, studying your expression with concern. he reached out to pinch your cheek, stretching it playfully, but you swatted his hand away, a wave of nausea washing over you.
"shut up, shinji. your voice is annoying," you muttered, plopping down on the edge of the bed. the mattress sank under your weight as you rested one hand on your forehead and the other on your stomach, trying to quell the nauseousness. "you’re making me nauseous just by talking."
the blond's smile completely vanished, replaced by a deep frown etched across his face. "why? what did i do to make you so upset?"
"…i'm pregnant," you blurted out, the words tumbling out unexpectedly like a dam had broken. at first, a smile started to spread across his face when he heard the news, his eyes lighting up, but it quickly faded as he processed your sour mood.
"oh? since when did you start making jokes when you’re mad?" a sly smirk played on his lips as he tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear, clearly not believing a word you said.
you shook your head, your gaze fixed on a spot on the ceiling. "i’m not lying, shinji. you’re going to be a dad," you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper.
his eyebrows shot up, his mouth agape in disbelief. "and that's why you're so angry…?" he asked.
"mood swings, maybe," you sighed, leaning back against the bed, exhaustion pulling at your eyelids. "i’m just nervous, okay? this wasn't exactly planned."
shinji stretched out on the bed next to you, his eyes softening with understanding as he gently rubbed your stomach. "want me to cook some food for you? maybe that'll help you feel better?"
"i’m not really feeling hungry," you replied, your voice muffled by the pillow.
"good, because i didn't feel like cooking anyway—"
gathering the last of your strength, you smacked him upside the head before drifting off to sleep, his playful protests fading into a distant hum.
TWO YEARS LATER
“SHINJI! why are you holding our son upside down?!”
“i’m welcoming him to the inverted world.”
SHUNSUI KYORAKU ᝰ.ᐟ
── "WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, well aren’t you worked up today?” shunsui had to hold your hair back as you leaned over the toilet, throwing up everything you had eaten.
it had been a few days since you started acting this way—constantly nauseous, tired, and overly emotional. it finally hit you like a ton of bricks.
you were pregnant.
with his child.
the realization washed over you in waves, mixing with the morning sickness.
"tell me what's wrong." he kept his voice steady and calm. you felt like you were emptying your entire stomach and your entire life. "did captain ichimaru pull some prank on you? or did captain kurotsuchi ask to run tests on you?"
you sighed, finally done throwing up, and leaned back against the cool tile of the bathroom wall. "i took a pregnancy test the other night." the words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of what they meant.
his eyebrows shot up, and his eyes widened slightly. "is this going where i think it's going?" he looked at you, searching for confirmation.
"if you think i’m pregnant, then yeah." you confirmed, watching his reaction closely.
he helped you stand up, your body weak and trembling, and guided you to the bed. his touch was gentle, reassuring.
"wow, i’m a dad now? i wonder how yamamoto will react when he finds out i'm going to be a dad," shunsui mused, grabbing a few pillows to help make you feel comfortable.
you chuckled softly, a small smile gracing your lips despite the morning sickness. "you’ll always be a baby in his eyes."
"well, you're about to have one now." he grinned, adjusting the pillows behind your back.
"we are.” you corrected, emphasizing the word.
EIGHT YEARS LATER
“(nameeeeee), she’s complaining that i braided her hair wrong.”
“it’s not supposed to look like an ice cream swirl, shunsui!”
URAHARA KISUKE ᝰ.ᐟ
── "I'M PREGNANT," you announced.
urahara blinked, his expression unreadable for a fleeting moment, before he burst into a fit of giggles, waving his hand dismissively. "haha, very funny, (name)! now, where were we?" he tried to steer the conversation back to its previous topic.
"i'm being for real, kisuke," you whispered, your fingers fidgeting nervously in your lap. you watched him carefully, trying to gauge his reaction, your heart pounding in your chest.
he fanned himself with the fan in his hand, a nervous habit you’d come to recognize. "come again?" he asked, as if he hadn’t quite processed your words.
you facepalmed, a sigh escaping your lips. "i said, i’m pregnant, kisuke."
a beat of silence passed before he muttered, "and it's mine?" he immediately caught the grumpy expression on your face. "I'M GONNA BE A DAD?!" he shrieked, his voice cracking with a mixture of disbelief and joy.
he would've jumped on you, but now that there's a baby growing in your stomach, he couldn't. instead, he gently rested his head on top of your belly.
"this little guy will ruin our cuddling nights," he complained jokingly, but his voice was thick with affection. you leaned your back against the couch and ruffled urahara’s hair, now that he was sprawled across your lap, his ear pressed against your stomach.
"i have a feeling you're going to be a bad father…" you mumbled, the words barely audible, but he caught them, his head snapping up.
"no, I won't!”
SIX YEARS LATER
“okay son! go tell your mom that your dad is the better parent!”
AUTHORS NOTE. not a big fan on how i wrote this bc i was lwk half awake but i hope you like it (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )♡
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