" why do you like sentinel, he's a jerk! "
I like him BECAUSE he's a jerk
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Friends.
Starring: Grimmjow x f!reader;
Format: one-shot;
Warnings: nsfw, creampie, vaginal sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, complicated relationship, mention to alcohol, friends to lovers, dom!Grimmjow, sub!reader, slight angst, mutual paining, feelings, forbidden relationship;
Plot: you were not even supposed to be friends, yet you enjoyed his company. That summer things changed, though. After some alcoholic kisses, you crossed the line. Every single time you were tangled into the bedsheets of a bed, you told yourself it was the last time. What a foolish rule not to do it again. The truth was some mistakes were bound to be repeated and this one was not an exception.
Track: Friends — Chase Atlantic, “Tell me we’re not just friends, this doesn’t make much sense, no”.
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The rain pattered steadily against the window of your bedroom, a loud thunder exploding outside, as your cheek was pressed against the puffy lilac pillow you were clutching at tightly to brace yourself. Those, however, were not the only sounds piercing your ears.
Your breath was uneven, your lips were parted as you moaned softly for the way he was thrusting into you from behind. His chiseled abs, sweaty, contracted, were grazing the smooth skin of your arched back. His fingers were gripping your hips with an animalistic desire as he tried to increase the pace a tad more. Now, as you squeezed your eyes shut and isolated yourself from the rest of the world, the only sound you could hear were his raspy groans.
“Fuck” he cussed, one of his hand flying up to latch around the back of your neck and keep you in place.
It was too much. You were getting addicted to this and you knew you should have not even started. You blamed it on the beers you were sipping on that summer night at the lake, but it was just an excuse you had made up to feel less guilty about it all. Your friendship was ruined, inevitably.
The drunk giggles, the dirty comments he made and the way you let him hook his hands underneath your thighs to settle you onto the wooden fence bording the shore were just the beginning of it.
His spiky light-blue hair were stuck on his forehead, as he grunted at the way your inner walls were clenching around him so perfectly. You were made for him. You should have been his, you were his. The thought of you hanging around with other men, with Ichigo’s gang, truly irked him. However, he was in no position to retaliate. You were not his girlfriend. You were his bloody friend.
“Hold on, I’m almost there” he huskily said, leaning down towards your ear to let his hot breath fan your earlobe. He knew you loved it, he knew you could not resist him, especially when he was so deep into you.
You whined, your foreteeth sinking onto your lower lip as you tried not to make too much noise. He knew how to read your body, he knew you were on the verge of unraveling under his attentive, piercing blue eyes. You were so beautiful writhing underneath him.
His hand slided down between your parted, trembling thighs, searching for your bundle of nerves. It was so filthy, the moan that ripped out of your chest as he overstimulated you made you feel so ashamed of yourself. He had truly ruined you. Some droplets of sweat, falling from his forehead, ran down the curve of his nose and splashed onto the middle of your back.
“Grimmjow…” you whimpered his name, as his thrusts got sloppier and your knuckles turned white for your tight grip on the pillow. It was too good to be true, too unrealistic to last forever.
You reached your climax as he growled in pleasure, his sharp fangs biting down onto the tender crook of your neck, while he filled you up so deliciously. Panting, he stayed still into you to make sure not a single drop of his seed got to waste. It was his way to mark you, to remind you that you could try to fight it, ignore the connection you had, but your body belonged to him. No one made you feel the way he did.
You exhaled sharply, your droopy eyes fluttering open as you came to terms with what you two had just done for the umpteenth time. You wanted to rip yourself to shreds for being so stupid, but you did not. It was useless anyway. You had not idea of what you two had become, but you were far away from being friends.
As he pulled out of you and collapsed tiredly on the empty side of your bed, Grimmjow scoffed “Come on, say it again” he taunted you, his eyes scrutinizing the ceiling to entertain himself in the aftermaths of the recent events.
A stab through your heart would have probably hurt you less than his words.
You sat up, helping yourself to kneel onto the bed by pushing your drained body up with your elbows. You were glad he could not see your face in the dark room, because your eyes would have betrayed you right away. Your mouth was dry as you stared at your shaky hands planted onto the mattress. The silence swallowing you two was deafening.
“We need to stop. We are friends” you simply mumbled, not daring to dart your eyes on him.
Grimmjow sighed “You don’t really want this to end. If you did, you wouldn’t let me fuck you stupid every single time we meet” he pointed out, resting his arms behind his head as he directed his eyes on the nightsky outside your window.
It was still pouring, the wind blowing fiercely making some brenches of the tree tap onto the glass of the window.
“Stop it” you breathed out, clenching your fists in frustration.
“We used to watch movies, play video games and do some other shit friends do together, before we started this. Can’t you see it? Something’s changed and you need to stop being a coward” he blurted out bitterly, sitting up too to take a better look at you.
You seemed so fragile, so troubled by admitting that you and Grimmjow used to be friends. That was right, your friendship belonged to the past. Now you were something else.
“We are still friends, it’s not too late to make this stop!” you retorted, shifting your position to hide yourself from him. Yet, Grimmjow was not going to drop the argument. He was not done at all.
In a swift motion, he reached his hand towards you and grasped your jaw firmly. Your head was forced to whip towards him and your eyes finally met for the first time, since he crossed the threshold of your bedroom that night. He stayed silent for several seconds, watching the way your lower lip quivered and your eyes seemed to sparkle under the dim moonlight seeping from the window. Your eyes were teary.
“Cut the crap. Friends don’t fuck. I might be a dick, an insensitive brute, but I know that too” he said sternly, his fingernails digging onto your cheeks enough to make you stiffen, but not to leave marks onto the flesh.
He was right.
Once again, you struggled to spit out a single word and you felt your breath get shallow. A tear ran down your cheek and you felt Grimmjow’s grip on your jaw loosen, until he eventually dropped it and you quickly wiped the tear away.
“You know I like you. — you started, your voice merely audible as you swallowed the lump in your throat to finally confront him — But I’m scared. This is wrong. We were not even supposed to be friends, let alone start a relationship” you reasoned, hoping he would understand.
Perhaps, he did. However, he was not going to agree at all. He never had anything good in his life. Feelings were a foreign thing he had overheard some people talk about, when he roamed down the streets in search for nothing but valid opponents. Then he had met you. Now, for some wicked reason, he could not let you go.
“I cannot believe it. It’s because of them, isn’t it? You are ready to throw what we have away for the sake of your fucking friends. I can see it in your eyes” he fired back, standing up quickly and running his slender, calloused fingers through his messy hair.
Sorrow. Waves of nausea. Pain.
You had never seen Grimmjow act like that and it was your fault.
“Grimmjow—” you tried to say, but he cut you off abruptly, but grasping your ankle and dragging you to the edge of the bed.
You yelped, your eyes widening even so slightly as he hovered over you, your noses touching as he captured your lips into a fervent kiss. You returned it as soon as his lips met yours, your arms hanging loosely around his shoulders as you let him take every last shred of pride left in you.
“You know what? Fuck your friends. I need you” he whispered, breaking the kiss, before he bit your swollen, bottom lip and tugged at it softly to assert his dominance over you.
It was a bloody mess, but you could not deny yourself the bliss of having him in your life. As you let him have his way with you again that night, you maoned his name in a different way.
You wanted him, nothing else mattered.
I love grimmjow but wtf is his hair
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grimmjow x reader nsfw
he would be the type to not know how to properly show affection or anything sexual related at first. he would probably just have the urge to fight all the time and acting like he doesn’t care for emotions that he doesn’t fully know all about. in his experience all he’s done is fight to survive and be the strongest to prove himself worthy. he’s not dumb though so I fee
somehow if you get in a relationship with him, he most definitely will be new to a lot of things so showing him everything is going to take time for him to get used to and to know all about
he’s not dumb though, he knows how desires feel and knowing he wants you. he’s just never had to deal with these type of emotions before so don’t bitch about it if he doesn’t fully get it 100%
he’s def rough when it comes to sex. have you seen how he gets when he fights and his personality?? he’ll kiss you with a lot of tongue and teeth, trying to keep you close to him and all to himself
I wouldn’t say he’s possessive?? more like he tries to claim you (claiming what’s his essentially)
if you try to say he’s soft at all or anything along those lines, he’s going to fuck you you all night. he’s not going to make stand there and let you think he’s some sap that’s soft. if he does have any pure thoughts like that with you, he mostly keeps it to himself and has a tough personality on the outside all the time. he’ll have RARE moments of being soft, but that’s for a talk for another day
his teeth are sharp so if he bites too hard you’ll most likely bleed. he’ll be fine with that, at least his bite marks will be noticeable for you to see and seeing your blood stain your body makes him go feral
he probably licks some of the blood on the wound he made to try and soothe some of the pain
if you get too noisy, he’ll gruff about you being too loud and just shove his fingers in your mouth and still fucking into you fast and hard
will literally smother you with kisses to shut you up when he’s pounding you if he’s fucking you while you lay on your back. at least with that he doesn’t need to kiss you from an awkward angle when he’s fucking you from behind
speaking of that position, if he’s not shoving his fingers in your mouth to shut you up he’ll just grab your hair and shove your face into the pillow to muffle your moans and whimpers
but other times if he wants to tease you, he’ll fuck you with his fingers for a long ass time. sometimes he’ll slap your clit when he wants to be mean so he can hear you sob and whimper from how sensitive and wet you are
I feel like he’ll grunt a lot when he’s fucking you, might moan at times but not a lot. if he’s close he might do dirty talk and curse to himself next to your ear
I’m not sure if I see him as the type to dirty talk a lot. he might do it to see you get flustered over what he says and grinning at the fact it effects you a lot. you can’t fool him, you’re squeezing him a lot each time he says something in your ear while fucking you
definitely leaves bruises on your hips when he’s holding onto you
this mans’ strength is a lot so sometimes you might have to remind him to not hurt you by accident. he’ll grumble about not knowing his own strength, but even then he’ll work on it. somehow he will
hope you enjoyed this! this is my first time posting something like this and I always wanted to make stuff like this for characters I love a lot. I’m not sure if I’ll continue unless people are actually interested. if not then I might delete the post. if I make more, I’ll make a post about what characters I’ll like to write about 😌💕
Messy scribbles cus people wanted them to interact (this isn't canon btw)
Happy Birthday to Nejire Hado! 🌀 [10.06]
NSFW
Gojo talks to your pussy like it’s an actual cat. He coos, kissing your clit. “How’s my pretty kitty today? Ready for some lovin’?”
And boy does he give it some lovin’.
He’s an expert with his tongue, lapping at your folds and sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves with a neediness you’d never expect the strongest sorcery to have.
He’s kind of obsessed with your pussy and making you cum. He’ll spend hours between your legs, his fingers knuckle deep in your cunt and his tongue glued to your clit.
He’ll fist his needy cock, looking up at you with those pretty blue eyes. “Want you so bad, so fucking bad… gotta make you cum one more time… one more time…”
When he finally sinks his cock into you, your sheets are already drenched in your cum.
“Baby, you look tired. The night has only just begun, princess.”
He fucks into you so tenderly, you almost cry. Gojo loves you, that much is apparent in the self restraint he has when his hips meet yours. He always lets you adjust to his size before going faster, even if the two of you have had sex a hundred times.
“Fuck, so good for me princess… my perfect angel…”
He keeps a hand on your tummy, groaning into your ear. “Such a perfect princess… would be an amazing mama, wouldn’t you? Gonna fill you up, get you pregnant…”
He’s intent on breeding you, filling you with his seed and making sure you’re ready plump and happy with a cute baby bump.
When he cums, it’s almost too much. Your tummy feels so full, so warm. He’s likes to keep you plugged up with his cock while you two sleep, whispering words of praise and adoration while he rubs your tummy. “It’ll work this time, I just know it. Can’t wait to be a daddy…”
Maybe team M or the wrath team being cute together?
Hope you like it 🤧
maybe wrath team soon?
Degital this time 😇