Alright here we go here's pt 2 of Bleach guys holding your hand!! Thank u @ireallylikehotguys for suggesting this I'm always open for more suggestions
Alas, let's get on with the bullshit
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez:
This guy probably always walks like he's in a hurry and pissed so he's the type to just grab ur arm and drag u along because you're slow as hell (his words, not mine, don't shoot the messenger). But like, he's dragging you along. Trust me, he wouldn't bother if he didn't actually want u there too. He's a cat, pretending it's mere coincidence you end up in the same place together.
Ulquiorra Cifer:
He doesn't get it. Obviously. Look at who we're talking about. But deep inside, he craves the connection. Start off small, he won't pull away, he'll probably keep glancing down at your entwined hands. He may be quiet, but don't be fooled, he's been thinking about and analyzing the small intimacy since you took his hand.
Coyote Starrk:
Let's be real here. Hand holding? No, he's draping himself over you like the overtired bum he is. This is 100% a nap disguised as a romantic gesture. And if Lilynette sees? Oh there'll be no peace. For him. You're just a casualty here. But then again, something tells me you don't mind this grown, warm man using you like a cat finding a sun spot.
Szayelaporro Granz:
He's....yeah. alright. It might look romantic on the surface, because of the positioning and gesture. You may think of it as such, but do not be fooled. Like Mayuri, He's probably analyzing the oils on your skin rn or some bullshit and just disguising it with theatrical romance, saying shit like "love is the greatest unsolved mystery, the most dangerous drug, and the most thrilling hypothesis for a scientist" or whatever. He's distracting you, the moment you look away he's gonna lick your hand. Kink or science? The line is blurrier than you'd think.
Shuhei Hisagi:
Now. This poor guy. Is not good at handling casual intimacy at all oh my dayssss. Does he want it?? Yes. Will he be red in the face and unable to speak if he receives it?? Yes indeed. Don't give up tho, perhaps one day he might be able to look at you during such a moment! Ah but he does love it, craves it even. He's just...bad at handling it.
Rojuro Otoribashi:
Now this is a man who's romantic to his cooooorreeee. Hand holding? Yes, but what's better? Dramatically kissing your hand and pulling you in by the waist, now THATS romantic. He will be using this moment as inspiration later, he will be writing you a ballad, there is no escape. He will happily serenade you, but like, privately and romantically. You are indeed his muse.
Captains (+ Ichigo) witnessing that their partner (non Japanese) being angry and frustrated so much, that they began swearing in their native language.
Thank you for your patience! In all honesty, took me a while to get round to doing this one. I’ve only included a handful of the captains as well as Ichigo because I imagine some of them would react the same way- confused but wanting you to calm down before they can help you. I tried to include multiple languages for some diversity but used Google Translate so apologies for any inaccuracies!!! Mayuri and Kenpachi’s parts inspired by @r473n and @villainsrtasty
Ichigo Kurosaki-
In canon, he does end up as an English translator so, should you revert back to English, he’d probably try and keep up with you. He may have a harder time with certain words or phrases when he’s first starting out as a translator but it’s not too hard for him to get the jist of what’s made you upset.
“Hey hey, it’s alright (Y/N), what’s gotten you so upset?”- In English when he first sees you upset.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi-
Being the mad scientist he is, he probably have a translator of some kind that can go both ways. So you’ll say something in your native language, the translator (of course a creepy lil baby head) would open its mouth and spit it back in Japanese. And then he’d talk and it’d spit his response back in your native language. while, of course, after you calm down, you would just revert back to Japanese, he’d insist on you keeping talking in your native language.
“Do you really think I would miss this opportunity to test my latest creation? Of course not! Now, keeping going but stop using “Mierda”.”
Kenpachi Zaraki-
Has only ever known Japanese so at first, he’s just staring at you while you keep rattling on in Hindi. He can tell you’re angry by your body language and tone. But he can’t do much else. Then you turn to him and say “क्या आप जानते हैं मेरा क्या मतलब है?” And he tilts his head.
“Woman, I don’t know what you just said to me but do I gotta fight someone?”
Shinji Hirako-
He’d probably only ever known Japanese and bits of English so should you revert to another language entirely, he’d just be stumped. He’d start of just letting you let your frustrations out, just pulling faces that somehow align with yours until he nods in agreement that your Greek cousin was right about the economy is doing fine or something and you get more pissed of. By that point, he’s say-
“Look, doll face, I ain’t got any idea what you’re saying. I’ll leave ya alone a while but when you’re ready, come talk to me in Japanese and we can sort it, yeah?”
Retsu Unohana-
She’d smile politely, sitting there quietly while you continue rattling off in Swedish about why your subordinates are so incompetent. But when you sigh, having finished your rant, she’ll take your hand gently.
“My dear, let’s talk about this in Japanese, ok? I want to help but can’t unless we’re talking the same language.”
Rojuro Otoribashi-
Head canon that he knows French. Not fluently but enough to get by should he ever somehow stumble into Paris. So when you start letting out your frustrations in French, he’ll pick up bits and be totally lost in others. So when he finally has the chance to say
“Je ne comprends pas. Pouvez-vous répéter cela en japonais, s'il vous plaît ?”
You finally sigh before conversing back in Japanese.
Shunsui Kyoraku-
Again, kinda headcanon he knows bits of Italian. He’s got that Romance language air about him but he’d probably not understand much beyond the basics. So he’ll pick up on “Ho ragione?” And “Per favore” but other than that, he’s stumped. So he’ll pull you in by the waist and say-
“Mi dispiace, amore, but please can you repeat that so I can understand it please?”
Warning: Foot play massage (not sure what it’s called), whip, stockings, oral (giving), orgasm denial (male), hand job, painful orgasm, reader talking dirty, Rose is being punished.
wc: 1.4k
tag: @whatelsecouldgowrong thanks for the last minute suggestion
“Now Rose, you got yourself into this mess. So come out from the closet already!” you ordered as you sat on his desk in his office. You tried so hard not to laugh as the situation had landed in your favour.
“Is it too late to apologize?”, came his muffled angelic voice from the locked closet.
Apologize?
Apologize for assuming you were the type of ‘girl’ he could dress up like a doll and you would just bat your eyelashes and yield. Dead wrong! So you decided to teach him a lesson he will never forget.
You blatantly ignored his question as it wasn’t worth losing your temper. There were other creative ways for you to blow off some steam. “Oh make sure to rake your fingers into those pretty golden locks. Wanna see my girl looking pretty”, you grinned.
You heard a dreaded sigh and the door finally creaked open. You perked up, your pupils dilated to take in the sight as it slowly revealed itself.
Your eyes quickly landed on his feet. You wanted to work your way up slowly and savour this rare moment that probably won’t repeat itself. So you took him in from toe to head, your eyes stopping just for a few seconds in between. The maid uniform he got for you somehow fit him perfectly.
“You look pretty”, you grinned.
He quickly looked away with a blush. He was ready to bury himself in a hole.
“Alright, I tried it. I am going to take it off before someone walks in”, he said while slowly turning around to step back into the closet.
“Now what's the hurry? Come closer”, you asked of him.
He hesitated at first but let out another sigh and slowly walked towards you.
“Closer!”, you asked when he only landed a few meters away from you. Your legs were swinging on the edge of the table as you waited impatiently.
He took a few more steps until he was arm’s length away from you. You lean forward to reach for his face, his perfect angelic-looking face you wanted to ruffle up. You cupped his chin and tilted his head upwards so your eyes could meet.
“You look so beautiful I want to mess you up”. Now that was a dark side you never revealed to anyone, especially not to your lover. And he was certainly alarmed but also aroused by the idea.
“Don’t mess me up too much”, he smiled.
“So when I say mess you up….you know I mean…”, you paused and trailed the tip of your right heel up his thigh and sneaked underneath his short skirt. You felt for his sheltered sex and smiled in amusement. “So crossdressing gets you hard? Done it before?”
“Once. Lost a bet”, he openly admitted. There was no point hiding any information from you.
And you figured during those many years in exile, they probably got bored and did stupid regrettable things.
“So who else lost the same bet?”, you ask as you had an inkling feeling it was your own squad’s Captain.
“Captain Muguruma”.
“Pfffft!” Now that was an image you can never get out of your head!
You shook your right shoe off so you could feel more of what was hidden under that skirt. Your black sheer stockings were thin enough to allow your tactile senses to decipher the fact that he was wearing his underwear. You reached behind your back and pulled out a golden whip from your belt strap. Time for a taste of his own medicine!
“Take it off…”, you ordered with an air of dominance as you startled him by whipping at the air.
He just gave you a smile and slowly took off his underwear and kicked it under the table. This man had all the patience in the world for you.
You smirked as you noticed how his hard erection had lifted up the hem of the short skirt. Your foot went back to teasing his thigh, the big toe trailing up his skirt and lifting it up just to flash you with his cock. The flat arch of your foot rested along the underside of his shaft, pressing it up against his abdomen. Up and down you massaged his length with your feet. His whimpering was very entertaining.
Some precum dribbled out of the slit and soaked the thin fabric of your stockings. But you continued with your foot-cock massage while he stood there, barely able to keep his legs from shaking.
Suddenly you stopped, seconds before he was about to cum and you hopped off the table. You walked towards him and pointed at the table with the whip. “Sit”, you commanded and he obliged.
You wrapped the whip around his neck and pulled his body forward, locking lips. He kissed you back and tried to slip in a tongue but you bit his lower lip, taking back control.
Your kisses travelled down his neck, leaving very visible bruises along the way so his entire squad could appreciate it later. You pushed his thighs apart and centred yourself in between. You dropped the whip on the floor and you went down on your knees. And for a second he thought you went to retrieve the whip but instead, he watched your head suddenly disappear and bury under his skirt.
With a tight grip around the base, you began licking and sucking along the length of his cock. Moans and groans escaped him, unable to control himself any longer. He couldn’t see you, but he could imagine what sort of face you had on as you took his entire length down your pipe, sucking and humming to tease out his impending orgasm. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, a hand resting on a hard ball which was the outline of your head, and a few more slurps and ….
Your head popped out of the skirt, your thumb pressing firmly over his slit as you denied him the release. He looked distraught, in pain, and shaking. His eyes begged and his lips quivered.
“So you want to cum, my slutty Captain?”, you ask with an innocent taunt.
He just nodded, his body shaking from both pain and denied pleasure. Oh, it felt so good to have a man of his status trembling under your tight fist.
“Imagine someone walking in on us right now”. You finally released the tip and slowly began to work his length again with both your hands. You leaned over, pressing your forehead against his sweaty one, while your hands made long purposeful strokes up and down his angry shaft. “To witness their Captain in a dress, getting his cock served”. You sped up the pace of your hands, jerking him off while staring deeply into his purple-dazed eyes.
And you could tell he was finally close to his release again but he feared that too would be taken away from him. “Don’t worry. I’ll let my pretty girl cum. As long as you recognize your mistake, I will grant you this”.
He just weakly nodded, his eyes half-closed and his full trust in your moving hands as they milked his cock.
“Moan for me…talk to me….be loud for me”, you asked him, noticing the whites of his eyes flashing at you.
“Yes… cummin’ …I’m…”, it was too much for him to bear and he just let out a low continuous groin which sounded both blissful and painful.
“That’s it Captain. Cum for me…tremble for me”, your words encouraging enough for him to lose it and coat your hands and the dress with his white seed.
———-
“So my beloved maid, what did we learn from today?” You ask as you wait for him to compose himself with his head resting on your lap while you run your fingers through his blond locks. He had collapsed on the floor during his intense painful orgasm and you joined him.
“That I look great in a dress”.
You let out a roar of a laugh and kissed him on the forehead for a lesson well learned.
“Next time…. Let’s try on a bikini and do you up in pigtails”, you suggested.
(a/n: This was very last minute and the best I could come up with on the spot. Ugh! But I had fun writing this.)
“You are a goddamn tease, you know that~~?” Shinji was grunting, his fingers were a bit antsy, refusing to let you win this bet. His hands lay to the side of him as you were rocking your hip back and forth in a circular motion the intensity was becoming too much for the Captain to handle as cock was becoming so sensitive with the movement you were doing. The bet you could make him cum without his help he couldn’t hold you or even touch you, you had to do all the work. Thinking it was going to be easy, the cocky smirk was completely off his face.
“My my Shinji, it’s getting harder for you not to touch me.” giving him a seductive chuckle. Lifting his head up just a bit he could see the motion of how you were moving on his cock the more he stared the more he wanted to say ‘fuck it and pinned you to the bed. Shinji sees his breast lightly bouncing with your rocking motion.
The knots formed in the pit of his stomach he wasn’t going to last that long. “Okay fine you win ______….” he was trying to catch his breath “can I touch you now?” he asked so eager to push you down more on his cock.
“Hmmmm…no .” the motion you were giving on his cock was becoming a bit faster knowing she was so close to cum. You could see his eyes twitch the vein popping slightly out on his neck. He couldn't even make a smartass remark gripping the sheets tightly as he let a loud groan out the rush of slipperiness as you stopped your motion as his cock fully stayed inside of you.
“You have no idea what's in store for you now ____.” The man panting trying to catch his breath “Count your blessings now, ______.”
Rojuro
Rojuro's hand turned your head towards him as he delicately kissed your lips. Your back pressed against his chest with your own hand you were lifting your thigh up. His hand was rigorously working on your clit as it reminded you of how he tuned the strings on his guitar. The music in the background sets the mood way more.
“Your my favorite instrument to play with ______.” he spoke in between the kisses. “The more I play with you the more high pitch you say my name mmmmm thats what I love to hear~~”
“Please play with me more Rose, no one else can make me cum like you do~~” panting as the words spilled out of your mouth. Rojuro loved hearing those kinds of things and knew his skillful hand work he was going to make it happen. The more he began to toy with your clit the more high pitched your voice became.
“Keep hitting those high notes for me. ” He cooed in your ear, the way your pussy was suffocating the man's cock as you were coming he was close right after your fingers stopped “Dammit.” Rojuro pushes his cock as deep as possible inside of you. The hazy expression on your face as you felt his hand caressing your cheek the moment of silence was more than enough for the both as you both were coming down from the high you just had experienced. You could feel a soft embrace as arms wrapped around you. “We do make a good duet.”
Isshin
He couldn’t control himself around you. “Come on, doesn't it sound like a good idea.” He had you on the table pushing up your skirt panties to the side. Isshin could resist the idea of filling your womb with his cum.
“Isshin, are you sure about this??” your hands gripping Isshin’s biceps looking into his eyes seeing the rather serious yet gentle expression.
He was steading his thrusts as they were becoming more shallow holding off on his climax letting a grunt you could feel his arms flexing. “I haven’t been so sure about something in a long time and if you feel it’s the right time I won’t pull out .” leaning closer in pecking your lips “If you don’t I will make sure none of my cum is inside of your.”
Just how he spoke to you turned you on way more than expected “I promise to keep it all in Isshin.” bashfully speaking to him looking up causing him to blush. The shallow thrusting became deep as you could feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. The panting became louder “everyone will know whose child you're carrying ______, it will be our child inside of you growing.” Isshin finished his sentence feeling his balls tightening up as his semen began filling up your empty womb.
