I've Got Some For Him Too 😈

will i ever stop editing Suku ??

the answer is no. he is indeed flawless

usually just hungover and sleepy 🥺

usually just drunk and horny

this is beautiful omg

Orihime

wanted to draw somebody with soft but strong heart

NSFW - Nothing fancy: just me rambling about giving Aizen head.

There’s something about the way Aizen closes his eyes, his lashes flutter and cheeks are tinted with the slightest hint of pink, that gives you a thrill. The quietist of sighs as he leans back, patting your head as you suck his cock. He wasn’t a man of many words when he was like this, just the softest of “good girl” you would hear above you.

But that wasn't necessarily when he was relaxed. No, you knew the tell-tale signs of when Aizen was relaxed. His grip on your hair was firmer, his thrusts into your mouth a bit more forceful, enjoying the mess he's making of you.

There's a lazy smirk on his face as drool dribbles from your lips as you try to suck on his cock the way he likes. His eyes are sharp and his words taunting as he calls you his favourite cock slut, his deep voice sending your pussy throbbing.

But it's when his eyes shutter - a small, satisfied smile on his face, as his cum drips down your lips, on your face, or wherever he wants to paint you tonight, that you savour each and every time.

TW: SMUUUT 🗣️, Grimmy gets pretty rough, a little bit of degradation, breeding, the works :D

Grimmjow couldn't stand you.

You were a brat if there ever was one and far too comfortable speaking to him with disrespect on a daily basis. He couldn't stand you, but every time you spoke to him brazenly, mocked him, taunted him, and infuriated him, it made him want to stuff that big mouth of yours with his cock. He couldn't stand you, but if and when he got the chance, he was going to show you what he did to brats like you. He didn't need to like you to fuck you good and hard like you deserved.

He was already annoyed enough today, and there you were, as usual, saying something to piss him off even more. "Hey, quick question, do you ever stop talking?"

His eyes widened, anger flaring like scorching blue flames. You enjoyed just how easy it was to get under his skin. He was so simple, fists clenching at his sides before one of them slammed on the table in front of you. "What did you just say?! Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"I guess that means no," you sighed, suppressing an amused grin.

The truth was, you liked riling him up and did so intentionally. You liked watching the veins swell in his hands, arms and forehead because it was hot. He was hot. Watching him get mad had you fantasizing about just how roughly he'd manhandle you, how he'd meanly bully his cock into your tight cunt, how he'd have you crying and gagging on it. You weren't going to stop pushing his buttons until he was undoing yours.

"You're lucky I don't hit girls," he growled, his hands twitching, clenching and unclenching as if he was currently resisting the urge.

"That's too bad," you said, smirking lazily.

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Later, he proved to be a liar. He was hitting you, his hand coming down hard over and over again to smack your ass as he drilled into you from behind. He still didn't know how to stop talking, though you didn't mind it much now, clenching around him while he yanked you up by your hair to spew filth directly into your ear.

"Not so cocky now, are you? Huh?" He panted, his breath hot and heavy against your neck. "Where's that smirk, little girl? Your snide comments? Haven't you got anything to say?"

You couldn't reply, not with how cruelly he was pounding into you, his tip striking hard and deep, as furious as he was. All you could do was moan and whine dumbly. You may have bested him with your words earlier, but in the bedroom, he'd definitely won, just the way you wanted him to.

"That's what I thought," he laughed when you didn't respond. "Can't handle my fat cock and talk back to me at the same time. You're too busy making a mess of my sheets and whining like a bitch."

He threw you back into the mattress, pinning you down with his weight as his hips snapped against your ass. He thought he was teaching you a lesson, but it was your personal heaven, getting caged in by his big biceps and having your pussy ruined by his throbbing length. You could hardly breathe, suffocating under his weight, head under water with nothing but the sound of his grunts and growls right into your ear. You thought it'd be a pleasant way to die.

Then he suddenly left you, and before you had the chance to mourn the loss of his heat and fullness in between your legs, he was manhandling you onto your back, folding you into a mating press and fucking back into you, smirking maliciously at your dumbfounded expression.

"I want to see what you look like when you cum all over my cock," he snarled in explanation before wrapping his hand around your neck to hold you in place. "Maybe I'll fill you up. You want that, slut?"

"Yes!" You choked out, eyes rolling back as he stretched your legs to their max, going impossibly deeper inside you than he had been. Each thrust felt like a shock to your system, a terrifying yet exciting loss of control of your body.

He was shamelessly staring at himself thrusting in and out of you, at your tits bouncing, and at the tears leaking out of your eyes. It made him go feral, the sight of your defeat. He knew you were all talk, so outspoken yet so easy to break. It was music to his ears how pathetic you sounded. Now he just needed you squirting all over him before he unleashed his load into you. Only then would it truly be his victory.

He knew by the high-pitched squeals and whines you were making that you were close, and so he stayed focused and didn't hold back, maintaining his brutal pace until your legs were trembling, glassy eyes squeezing shut and loud mouth crying out as if you were being tortured. He lowered himself against you, fucking you through your orgasm as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, holding him to his word that he would fill you up. Moments later, he did, biting your neck and groaning into it as he twitched inside of you, shooting thick, white ropes of his seed into your walls. He pulled out to watch it leak out of you, mesmerized by how cute your bratty pussy was with his juices oozing out.

He collapsed at your side. He'd finally bested you, finally taught you a lesson, and you'd finally learned just how good of a fuck he was. You stressed him out, but he had finally taken that stress out on you. For the first time in a while, he felt at ease, one could even say peaceful. Your body and your energy was a much needed break for his nervous system, and he was starting to discover a newfound appreciation for you as you quietly came down from your high beside him.

He watched you carefully as you rose from his bed, excusing yourself to clean up the mess between your legs. He chuckled to himself as he watched you limp away, like a fawn attempting to walk for the first time. He supposed you were actually pretty cute.

No. It made him start to worry when you were taking a long time in his bathroom, wondering if you'd come back and get dressed to go. It wasn't like it was often he got to just lay there, skin to skin with another person. No one touched him unless it was in battle or in a sexual way, and now he found himself yearning for your body against his again, in a more gentle way this time.

He pretended to look unbothered when you finally came back, pretended that he wasn't elated when you took your place back in his bed, curling up next to him.

You decided to be nice to him just this once. "That was amazing," you complimented, pressing a quick kiss to the side of his mouth that made him freeze. "Thank you."

He felt irritated again, though he couldn't figure out why. "Are you fucking with me?" He glared at you.

"No," you responded calmly. "If I was lying, I wouldn't be on the verge of passing out right now," you giggled tiredly. "I came so hard I'm exhausted."

You yawned, and it gave Grimmjow a funny feeling in his chest. He yanked the blankets up over your naked form. "Get some sleep then." You could tell he found it difficult to be affectionate. It was kind of cute in its own weird way.

You draped an arm over his chest anyway, pushing him out of his comfort zone. "You gonna sleep with me?"

"Doesn't seem like you're giving me much of a choice," he grumbled.

You pressed sleepy kisses into his jaw, smiling against him as you felt his body soften beneath you. "No, I'm not. I like to cuddle after."

"Damn brat." He aggressively wrapped an arm around you, pulling you against him and holding your hip. "You better not snore."

You gasped, a wide, almost painful smile spreading on your lips over the fact that this grumpy arrancar was seriously snuggling you. "Me? A lady? Never!"

"Yeah, yeah. I hear you snore once and I'm tossing you off the side of the bed." You doubted the hand currently caressing your torso would be used to throw you off the bed.

"You're such a gentleman."

"I am, letting you stink up my bed like this." He grinned, adjusting his body so that you could press into him more comfortably.

"Stop being mean to me, I'm soft!" You pouted playfully.

"You? Don't make me laugh." He murmured against your head.

You smiled contentedly, letting your eyes rest, finally having him where you wanted him. "Okay, I'm going to bed now, so kiss my forehead and tell me goodnight."

"You're a real piece of work," he groaned, as if he wasn't dying for an excuse to press his lips to you.

He did exactly that, bringing his mouth to your temple more gently than you ever could imagine him doing and pulling you impossibly closer before saying, "goodnight, princess."

"Goodnight, my prince."

He would've cringed, had anyone else said it, but hearing you call him your prince, he swore he could feel his heart growing. He didn't know he even had one before you. He was glad you were starting to doze off, glad that you didn't witness his cheeks flushing with admiration.

Grimmjow still couldn't stand you, only now because it was gonna be a real pain in the ass dealing with these feelings he had for you.

doing some scrapbooking this morning and came across this pumpkin i painted from a couple halloweens ago - one side Ichigo w/ Sukuna marks and the other side Yuji w/ Ichigo's hollow mask (poor lil Yuji got rained on a little bit) MY BEST BOYS 🧡🩷🧡🩷

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BoyfriendToji who loves to spoil you whenever he got his paycheck. He might be irresponsible sometimes but he loves to spoil his princess with some good meals & meaningful gifts.

BoyfriendToji who is jealous as hell whenever a man is coming to close to you. He wants everyone to know that you are his and his alone. He knows that you could do better, so he secretly is insecure and afraid to loose you.

BoyfriendToji who has his hand always on your waist or butt wherever you go. He is possessive, but also just wants to make sure, you are within his reach incase some creep has some stupid ideas in mind.

BoyfriendToji who loves to fuck you for hours relentlessly and mercilessly until you will pass out on him. He loves to see you coming undone multiple times, until you are just a shaky trembling mess but he loves every second of it.

BoyfriendToji who pulls you onto his chest when you are sleeping peacefully. Enjoying your warmth and closeness, looking at you with a lovestruck gaze while he showers you with gentle hair pats and soft back stroking.

BoyfriendToji who loves to tease you while you try to shower in peace. He always sneaks inside the bathroom, taking your razor hiding it away or greedily grasping your butt and then hiding behind the curtain. Like if you wouldn’t see his massive shadow.

BoyfriendToji who slaps your face with his fat girthy cock everytime whenever you give him head. Why? Cause he finds it amusing and loves to see your reaction when you are not expecting it at all.

BoyfriendToji who wakes you up with eating your delicious pussy out. He loves to see how you slowly wake up out of your daze and catch him between your thighs, his tongue pleasuring you so fucking heavenly. He smirks up at you with a wink and tells you to relax and how pretty you look while his tongue fucks you.

BoyfriendToji who calls you with so many cute pet names. Doll, Sweetheart, Princess, Baby, Babe and especially Mama. He can’t help it but loves it to call you Mama, especially when he got you pregnant.

BoyfriendToji who comforts you everytime you had a bad day. Pulling you into his bulky frame, showering you with kisses and cooking you your comfort meal. Afterwards he would give you the best pleasure you could ever ask for.

BoyfriendToji who loves to choke you while he fucks you in a mean matting press. Seing all your little cute reactions and gasps for air while he pounds your poor cunt roughly, your body hitting the headboard back and forth on how mean he thrusts into you.

BoyfriendToji who fills you up every time he fucks you. He loves seeing you full with his cum, dripping and leaking like a filthy mess for him. He loves to fuck you again after it, stuffing his cum even deeper inside your cunt.

BoyfriendToji who loves to see you on all fours before him on the bed, while he yanks you back by the hair and slams his cock slowly but deep into your cunt. Slowly pulling it out again and slamming it back inside. His thrusts are so deep that you can’t help but feel dizzy and almost pass out from it.

BoyfriendToji who picks you up wherever you are and no matter what time it is. He wants to make sure you come back home safe and sound to him.

BoyfriendToji who let grow his beard sometimes when he’s lazy, just so you can tease him with it. When the real reason is that he likes it when you shave his beard off.

BoyfriendToji who seems cold to the rest of the world but not with you. He tells you everyday how much he loves you and how much of a lucky guy he is having you.

BoyfriendToji who devours your mouth when he kisses you. Not just a simple light kiss but deep, messy and sloppy kisses, including a lot of saliva and tongue. Even in public, he doesn’t care at all.

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Shinji x female reader

A short prompt by @tomitsulikeslemons your wish is my command.

Smut nsfw not proofread yet.

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“Ya want me to go all visored on yer ass? Ya sure ‘bout that doll?”

With his hard dick in hand, he was just about ready to line up against your slick folds. You quickly cover your entrance with your palm, feeling the smooth leaky head of his cock pressing against the backside of your hand.

“Just for a few minutes. Entertain me. You said I can ask for anything”, you remind him of his promises.

“Ya. What I meant was jewelry or clothes. Not a pounding from my inner hollow. But whateva tickles yer fancy I guess”. He wouldn't deny you a simple request. He won’t admit to it but he was curious. He had masturbated while in that form countless time and it did offer him the most heightened sense of arousal and ecstasy. Many times he thought about bringing out the mask while fucking you from behind but never pulled it off, worried it might be an instant turn-off on your end. Or perhaps he was just unconsciously worried it would frighten you and distance you away from him. Because at one point they were considered an outcast, ostracized by their own friends and family.

“What did I do to deserve ya”, he whispers, mostly to himself while transforming, the white mask materializing onto his face.

“Hmmm?” you swear he said something sentimental.

“Nothin’. Just lay back and let Shinji do his thing”. His voice was deeper and distorted, adding onto that sex appeal that drove you crazy. It had you squealing like a fangirl on the inside. But you can't show your excitement or else he will certainly use that to his taunting advantage.

His intimidating grin was much wider and whiter, teeth so perfectly flared and permanently plastered onto the hard shell. His short blond hair was the only indication that it was your Shinji behind that mask. As you begin to appreciate this form of his, which you had rarely seen, he aligns himself back against your wet folds and pushes forward. A gush of your arousal coats his length and trickles out your stuffed opening.

“Fuck! Did ya just get wet from starin’ at my mask? Ya a weird one ain't ya. Don't ya start cummin’ from lookin’”, he commented while burrowing himself all the way in. Your walls were convulsing around him, your body trembling in excitement from the sight that hovered above you. He had to be careful with his movements. His cock and nerves were too sensitive in this form.

His hips began moving, skin slapping at an unusually slower pace. You just lay there with your legs open nice and wide for him. Your heart is thumping hard in your ribcage and Shinji’s inner hollow can hear every sound coming from your body. Your heart beat, the blood gushing through your arteries, your hitched breath and the squelching sounds emitted from deep within your womb.

“Ya fallin’ in love with my hollow?” he suddenly asked mid-thrust. His cock was half in and it felt like he was glaring at you all of a sudden.

You have no idea how to answer that question. Yes? It feels like you are cheating on him. No? ‘You don't fully accept me.’

He chuckled, noticing your flustered state.

You look back at him, you could just see that cocky grin behind the mask. Fuck! He was messing with your head again.

You suddenly retreat away from him and quickly push him on his back. You plop on top and grind your hips against his pelvis, his cock twitching under your weight. At that point he realized he was fucked. As soon as his dick pushed past your folds, he gave you a very deep warped groan.

“What’s the matter? Too stimulating for your dick? I can feel it throbbing like a mad man between my walls”, you grin, riding him at a faster pace.

He did not expect to be overstimulated so soon. His mind was already hazy from the transformation as he walked along the edge between two worlds. It was sad you couldn't witness his pathetic expression. You lean forward, forearms propped up on his chest, hips dancing in every direction.

“Doll…slow down! ‘M gonna….!” he pleaded, his hands resting on your hips in an effort to slow down your movements but you were on a mission.

“Don’t you dare cum! I just started!”.

Alas, it was too much for the Visored. What did it for him was the kiss on his mask. Your soft lips pressed against the perfectly arranged white gnashers.

“Fuckkkk meeeee!!!!” echoed his orgasmic moans, cock convulsing deep inside while coating your walls with his thick seed. But you didn't stop. You continued to milk him good and some more. “Stoppp!! I'm loosin’ it!!! Stop yer ass or….shit!!” he paused his begging for a brief moment, his mask dissolving away and a trickle of blood trailing down his nostril and towards his lip.

His dilated pupils and half lidded eyes gave you the satisfaction. You pull him out so you can tend to his bloody nose, leaving a trail of his stringy cum pooling on his twitching cock.

“Fuck doll. You gotta listen to yer man”. He is breathing hard, his body still sensitive from the intense premature orgasm he was not prepared for.

“Well it was fun to get you to cum before me. We have to do this more often”, you say cheerfully while cleaning up his face.

He passes you a disapproving look. You pat his lips with the red stained cloth, your eyes gleaming with mischief. You were now aware of his weakness and you shall abuse it until his balls run try. With a loose fist, you stroke his glistening slippery cock. You click your tongue in disappointment as he couldn’t get it up fast enough.

He understands that it’s your way or no way. He inhales deeply, eyes closed and forearm resting on his forehead as he tries to ground himself.

“Just give me a sec, doll. Don’t ya rush me. It’ll bounce up soon”.

king would be an aries...

I didn't have time to hit a particular day, but I did want to get in a Happy Birthday for my favorite crazy mad scientist! Stay psycho, Captain Kurotsuchi! 😘

color pencil on black paper original line art from the official Bleach coloring book

Bleach men catching you flirting (smau) 𐚁

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

featuring: kenpachi zaraki, shunsui kyoraku, shinji hirako, mayuri kurotsuchi, jushiro ukitake, aizen sosuke

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