HELLO MY SWEETS!!!!!!

The absolute devotion I could give him. Fuck.

SHINJIIIII IM READY TO GET PUNISHED

🍭 Warning: Messy smut of all kind. Sorry. A lot of oral and pussy eating. nsfw.

🍭 Sensually and suggestively sucking on a lollipop during the squad meeting and making eye contact with him the entire time as you stand at the back of the crowd.

🍭 Victims: Kenpachi, Shunsui, Byakuya, Kensei, Shinji, Mayuri, Rose

Post-meeting briefing below.

Kenpachi: Shoves the taunting lollipop up your pussy, twirling it around and making sure the sugary sticky syrup thoroughly coats your inner walls before pulling it out and shoving his face between your thighs. He loves his sweets and he loves a sweet dripping pussy. As he is devouring his sweet fountain, he slaps your clit with the round hard candy, forcing you to cum and squirt a sweet release all over his face. A sticky mess you have made on his empty desk. But not to worries. That is the only purpose of that desk that usually sits abandoned in his office.

Shunsui: Shunsui is a very patient man. He waits till the evening to give you exactly what you want— a taste of his cock. He reclines back against a wall while lounging on the porch, sipping away on some sake, the nightly breeze lifts up his spirit. Sucking and slurping sound pollutes the peaceful night. With your head resting on his lap, your lips are wrapped and sealed around his cock. In his other hand he holds a lollipop, offering it to you as a treat every so often to cleanse your palate in-between.

Byakuya: He isn't impressed with your antics. You give him a headache in more than one place. And so to ease that headache, he takes you to his private office and orders you to get on your knees. He pulls out his achy head from his pants and you quickly kiss the tip and all along the veiny length, mimicking your previous actions. He gathers a bunch of your hair and tugs on your head, guiding you to where you belong. Keeping your head in place, he uses your mouth as a massager, your gags and chokes constricting your throat and milking his cock. Eventually his headache is gone and you leave his office with a mouthful of delight.

Kensei: Lays on the office floor and pulls you ontop of him and 69’s your greedy ass. You suck on his hard throbbing cock that slaps your lips, eagerly taking responsibility for your actions. Using his powerful jaw muscles, he pulls the hard round candy off from the stick. With the candy in his mouth, he spits and shoves the spherical treat between your folds, thrusting his tongue to push it deep within the depths of your pulsating walls. And for the next hour he tries to lick and dig, aiming to get the candy smaller and smaller until it’s reduced to nothing but a soup of sticky arousal trickling down your tired twitching hole.

Shinji: He grabs the lollipop from your mouth once the meeting is over and sticks it between his teeth. While sucking on the candy, he spins you around and bends you over on top of his desk. His dick is ready to punish you. Pounding you from behind at a steady pace, he slaps your ass everytime you let out a moan, reminding you that this is a punishment that you should not be enjoying. He picks up the pace, still sucking away on that cursed lollipop that had him almost cream his pants during the meeting. Finally reaching his peak, he fills you up with his warm seed while something thick and gooey fills up his mouth. A surprise sour gush filling has him making a face mid-orgasm.

Mayuri: Of course your teases have no effect on him. However, he must put you in your place considering how you were not paying attention during the meeting. Once the meeting ends, he calls you in his office for a routine medical checkup. During the examination, he pushes a thicker cylindrical-shaped lollipop up your sex and uses Kido so you cannot pull it out of your hole until it naturally melts with your body heat. Which means you cannot sit down on your ass the entire day as it would unexpectedly stimulate those deep sweet spots, sweeter than candy itself.

How long does it take for it to melt? 36 hours of standing and walking around with icky sticky thighs.

Rose: It wasn't your actions but sounds you made that got to him. Sucking wet sounds tickled his ears while he ran through the meeting. Only be could hear you. Only he was subjected to your torturous tease. He tried to maintain his composure and once he had you all to himself, he unleashed his creativity. He had you blindfolded and nose pinched so you could rely only on the sounds and tastes. No sight. No scent. No touch as your hands were tied up. He had you tasting different flavours and textures of candy. You had to make a guess on the flavours that excited your taste buds. Everytime you were incorrect, he would turn up the dial of the vibrator that was stuffed up your hole. The intensity had reached 90%. Drool was trickling down your chin along with a mixture of all the sweets he had you tasting. With the grand finale pushing past your mouth and stretching your lips wide, you taste the most favorable and familiar flavor of them all. Your reward? A mouthful of cream.

Reblog this to ease the back pain of the person you reblogged it from

I just finished Sunrise on the Reaping and it's pretty hilarious how Suzanne Collins wrote an enemies-to-lovers slow burn BY ACCIDENT and frantically had to backtrack.

I tried to write for another character but Shinji LITERALLY stormed into my room, flipped my desk, threw my laptop, broke my phone, spit on me and DEMANDED I write for him again

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You'd been stressing and working long hours lately, catching little sleep. Today was another long one, running on only a few hours of rest. It was hardly evening, and you'd surpassed your manic, delirious phase and were now crashing, nodding off, eyes fluttering closed only for you to snap your head back up and force your eyes to remain peeled. Shinji was thoroughly explaining something to you and you could not for the life of you catch a single word he was saying, each one going in one ear and out the other just as quickly. You tried and failed over and over again to focus. Pain stung your tired eyes and your body felt much heavier than usual, nearly impossible to keep upright.

At first, Captain Hirako hadn't noticed, too involved in the work at hand and talking through something with you. It wasn't until he glanced your way again and noticed how lifeless you looked that something wasn't right.

He stopped mid sentence, not that you were conscious enough to notice, "(Y/N)?" He asked, narrowing his eyes skeptically. "Are you feeling alright?"

Hearing your name coming out of his mouth awakened you, at least enough to snap back to attention for the moment. "Hm? Sorry?" You were too tired to even worry about the harsh look he was giving you.

Shinji sighed. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

He stood abruptly from where he sat, approaching you. He got on one knee before you, looking up to you with concern. "Have you been getting enough sleep? Or is something else bothering you?"

"I'm fine, really." You lazily waved a dismissive hand, lying about your unwell state out of habit. "Can you just repeat the last thing you said?"

"I think we should call it a day," he ignored you. "I'll walk you home."

"Captain." You forced yourself to stand, trying to prove that you were of sound mind. You couldn't have yourself getting in trouble. "I don't think that's necessary. The task at hand is more important."

Shinji slowly rose, looking stern. "It is necessary. We can't do quality work if you can hardly stay awake."

He moved away to gather his belongings. You stayed where you were, guilt and worry waking you a little more and adding to your list of pains. It was too late. You were in trouble.

Speaking less formally now and more as his friend, you asked him, "are you mad at me?" You frowned while you waited for him to look at you, shuffling in place nervously.

"Of course I'm not mad," Shinji laughed at your puppy-dog behavior. "Just what kind of a guy do you think I am?"

"I wasn't even listening to you." You hung your head in shame. "I've failed you today."

"Don't be dramatic," he continued. "Taking care of yourself is the most important thing you can do - not this 'task at hand' nonsense you're spewing." You noticed that he had gathered your belongings as well while you were hesitating, holding them along with his. "Let's get going."

You followed him out of the office, a dreamy swell of adoration in your chest. "Oh, thank you."

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You stood outside of your door with Shinji. The sun had set a little while ago, painting the landscape in the early stages of darkness. You could still see the Captain perfectly clear, turning to face him.

"Thank you again," you told him, voice coming out soft and wispy in your exhausted state.

"Let's meet again tomorrow at noon," he said seriously, reluctantly passing you your belongings. "Sleep in if you can."

"I will do my best." You forced a smile.

Neither of you moved. "Do you need anything?" Shinji asked gently. "Some tea or medicine to help you sleep?"

You were so tired, you doubted you needed anything to get to bed. "Tea would be nice actually." You supposed you were just looking for a chance to spend more time with him, even if it meant having to stay awake a little longer.

You'd always adored Shinji, and that adoration was further highlighted in moments like this, where he was putting you before your Soul Reaper work, encouraging you to take care of yourself and assisting you there.

He smiled, though it came out in that smirky way of his, like he as holding back laughter. Then he opened your door and went inside like he owned the place and was inviting you in. You followed, haphazardly discarding your belongings along the way.

You sat in your small kitchen as Shinji flowed about to make your tea, asking you simple questions here and there to navigate your kitchen. You were nodding off again when he placed the steaming mug before you, sitting across from you with his own cup to enjoy.

You sat in a comfortable silence with him, sipping tea. You were about halfway through your beverage when Shinji was at your side, his hand on your arm prepared to pull you up. You realized then you had been sitting there with your eyes closed, poised to pass out at any moment sitting in your kitchen.

"Let's get you to bed," he chuckled quietly, his voice sounding distant when you were halfway to the dream world. You loved that voice, trusted that voice. Right now it was a beacon of light for you to follow to get to sleep.

He pulled you out of your chair and stayed glued to your side, holding you upright, as the two of you went the short distance to your bedroom. As soon as you caught sight of your bed you went forward, unceremoniously collapsing onto the mattress.

"Do you have pjs?" He asked you, gesturing to your many drawers, though your face was buried in your comforter.

At the sound of pjs, you shot up, stumbling like a drunk over to the drawer that held your comfortable night clothing. You made quick work of pulling it open and grabbing the first thing on top, which happened to be a rather scandalous, frilly, girly nightdress. Without thinking, immediately after you slammed your dresser shut you began dropping your uniform, undressing right then and there to hurriedly get into the cozy material.

"What are you - you maniac!" Shinji quickly spun around and crossed his arms over his chest. Even if you didn't care or notice, he wasn't going to take advantage of you while you were in such a vulnerable state and watch you while you got naked. He didn't turn back to look at you again until he heard the sound you thumping back into bed, your Soul Reaper uniform left messily where you had dropped it from your body.

His jaw dropped when he saw you, splayed out on your stomach, wearing that ridiculously short gown that hardly covered anything. He felt like he was being tested by the universe, catching the slightest glimpse of your panties peaking out beneath your pajamas as you lay with one leg hiked up and the other hanging straight down.

He sighed in frustration, looking away from your ass and to your defeated figure as a whole atop your mattress. He came forward, scooping you up to pull you further up the bed so he could pull the comforter over you and hide your curves from his view. You stirred and turned to help him, flipping over to tuck your knees in, making room to push your legs under the heap of blankets.

When he saw your frontside, he was sure then. He was definitely being tested. Not only did the nightdress hardly cover your backside, but your cleavage was on full display too, the dainty, girlish fabric hardly covering each of your breasts. Shinji had never seen so much of your body with the modest way you wore your uniform. Now, one of your tits was threatening to spill out of the tiny strap holding it up, and Shinji was torn between looking away and trying to help tuck you in. All the while you were oblivious to his mental struggles, scooting in and pulling the comforter up to your chest, where your breasts were still exposed. Feeling perverted, Shinji grabbed it and yanked it up the rest of the way to your chin.

"Shinji?" You asked with your eyes closed.

"Yeah?" He gulped, prepared for the worst. You were about to call him out for being a perv, for staring at your ass and your tits while you were just so sleepy and oblivious.

But then, "you're the only one looking out for me," you mumbled tiredly and affectionately.

The Captain was able to breathe again, smiling at your cute, delirious talk. "Get some rest, okay?"

You went on. "I'll miss you."

"Miss me?" He laughed quietly.

You'd have never spoken this way to him when you were of right mind. He knew he should tell you to stop talking and go to bed before you spewed something you regretted, but he was too curious and admiring how sweet and fragile you looked and sounded while you were drifting off to sleep, wearing your revealing, princess-like nightdress. He was enjoying seeing this other side of you a little too much to be in such a hurry to leave. Maybe he really was perverted, perverted for your heart for sure.

"Yeah. Until I see you again tomorrow," you explained. "I hope I see you in my dreams."

If he was just as delirious, he'd tell you that he'd miss you too, that he missed you every time you were apart. "You really are tired," he said instead, laughing uncomfortably.

You opened your eyes slightly to watch him. "Will you stay until I fall asleep?" You asked hopefully.

He frowned, at war with himself. "I don't think that will take very long."

"Will you?"

It wasn't possible for him to tel you no when you looked at him like that. "I will."

"Thank you. I-" you wanted to say something badly, but the words never came.

"Yeah?" Shinji raised his eyebrows expectantly, in impatient anticipation.

You shook your head to yourself, fending off whatever thought that was trying to escape. "Thank you," you repeated again, shutting your eyes for the final time tonight.

Shinji was right that it didn't take long for you to fall asleep. He waited and listened for the steady, rhythmic sound of your breathing before rising, stopping to take one last look at your sleeping form, to sear this into his memory. As softly as he could, he reached out to push some stray hairs out of your face, yearning to do more, but knowing that he couldn't.

"Sleep tight, lovebug. I hope I see you in my dreams too."

When you woke the next morning, feeling rested at last, the first thing you noticed was that your room smelt pleasantly like Shinji, bringing back memories of the previous night. The last you remembered was sitting at the kitchen table, having tea with him. You wondered what transpired afterwards, how you got to bed, and were surprised that you were so exhausted you couldn't even properly remember.

When you saw what you were wearing underneath the comforter, you cringed at yourself, hoping that he hadn't seen your pjs and if he had, embarrassed that you had looked so slutty in front of the Captain. The sight of yourself mixed with the ghost of his scent in the room made you feel like a pervert. You were already starting to prepare an explanation for yourself, thinking of telling him it was laundry day, but then, how could you even bring this up to him? Maybe it'd be best to ignore it altogether, pretend like it hadn't happened, though you knew you wouldn't ever be able to forget.

And then when you got out of bed and saw the tea cups in the sink, you were thinking of him again. Shinji Hirako had already invaded your mind nearly every moment of every day, and now he had invaded your personal space as well, making it increasingly difficult to stop thinking of him inappropriately. It made your heart ache with desire and longing, his fleeting scent, his tea cup next to yours. He was just here, and you already missed him, already wanted to see him again. It was agony, having to smell his presence in your home when he wasn't here.

You looked at the clock, remembering his words about meeting at noon. It was still morning. That didn't stop you from pulling on your uniform and robes, scarfing down a quick and simple breakfast, wanting to see him more than you wanted to rest. You headed for his office earlier than you were supposed to. You knew he'd be there already, and you were way too excited.

Something needed to be done about this.

Main Event Post.

June 22 is Alternate Universe.

Here is some list of prompts.

Pick your own. Have someone pick for you. Use a random generator and see what you get!!!

Have fun! Can’t wait to see what you come up with!

this is beautiful omg

Orihime

wanted to draw somebody with soft but strong heart

Would you ever write for gin, mayuri,aizen,shinji,szayel,yumichicka, as nodt,nnoitira,ulquiorra, izuru or adult uryu ? It trickster or the doctor?

Shinji, 100%, request or not!!!

As for the others, I'm not super confident that I'd do them justice but if someone had a request or prompt they'd want written I am certainly open to trying!

I'm sorry but i can't stop thinking about Shunsui and his fertility issues.

Warning; smut, no minors, male erectile dysfunction

Imagine him getting excited for the evening, looking forward to helping his sweet flower petal unwind for the day considering how busy and hectic it was around the barracks.

After a nice steamy shower, smelling like a flower shop, he walks into the bedroom where you lay in nothing but a sexy set of lingerie— his favourite set and it never failed him before. But today, there is not the slightest twitch between the loins.

He keeps the towel wrapped snug around his waist so you don't notice his limp problem. The smile on his face never wavers and with that positive look of confidence, he gets between your legs and skillfully gets you wet.

His hot breath and wet lips has you cumming on his tongue multiple times. He gives you a moment to breath between each orgasm. And when you think he is done, he takes permanent shelter between your thighs and starts fingering your wet sex while sucking your sensitive swollen clit. As much as the problem (or the lack of) between his legs didn't bother him, he did not want to disappoint you and leave you unsatisfied.

“Shunsui! STOP!”, you cry and gently tug on his wet hair to pull him off. You are over-sensitive and your body is twitching to your racing pulse.

Shunsui moves up towards your head and lays on his side, propped up on his elbow.

“Sorry Petal. Looks like tonight is not the night”, he says with a smile on his face. He knows you are tired out anyways thanks to his masterful tongue which honestly was enough to get you through most nights.

You look down and notice his towel still shielding his shame. You unravel the towel to reveal his limp dick that appeared somewhat lifeless.

“I’m sorry. I thought the lingerie would work”, you sigh and run your hands up and down his lower abdomen, wondering if a gentle massage would get the blood flowing.

His fingers caress your cheeks and he plants a soft kiss on your forehead. “Dont apologize. You looked beautiful. I'm just an old man with old habits hard to break.”

There was a moment of silence as you lay in his warm embrace, his coarse body hair tickling your warm skin.

Shunsui was content with using anything but his dick to please you. As long as you were content, he was content.

However…..

The next day he pays a visit to Squad 4 and gets some herbs for his problems. He ‘accidentally’ double dosed for the hell of it and can't get it down. “Let’s make up for lost time, petal”.

AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUJI 💗💓💗💓💗💓💗💓💗