I Dont Appreciate The Slander

i don’t appreciate the slander

bitches be like “this is the best piece of literature i have ever read” and it’s either a book that took them six weeks to finish or a fanfic they read at 3 AM

RIGHT IM SICK OF IT !

The Bleach fandom has too many scrumptious looking men to have such a dry fandom...da fuck?!!?

(this needs to be addressed.)

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Pairing: Ichigo Kurosaki x fem! reader.

Summary: Ichigo reacts to fem! reader giving him marks/ hickeys.

Request: heyy can you do a ichigo x fem reader like reaction to like reader leaving marks/hickeys?

A/n: Hiii! I loved writing this cute little piece <3 I hope all of you enjoy it very much mwuahhh <3

Content: Hickeys, suggestive content (very little) , Ichigo being a flustered little guy.

Ichigo's bed is pressed underneath the weight of the two of you. You're straddling Ichigo's laps, one hand on his jaw and tilting his head one side. Your soft lips are pressed against his neck, sucking and lightly biting him.

Ichigo's head is resting against the wall and his fist is clenched. His pink lips are slightly parted open, soft breaths leaving his mouth. His other hand is dug into the side of your waist, squeezing the fat flesh as he tries to keep himself together.

The sound of your lips capturing his skin in your mouth can be heard coming from his room. Luckily...there is no one home.

"Y/n," Ichigo croaks out, a little moan slipping out from his lips. You smile against his neck, slowly lifting your head up form it. Your eyes rake over his face, his cheeks are a dusty pink.

"What? Can't handle it, you big baby?" you tease him, swiping your thumb over his bottom lip. Ichigo's heart beats against his chest and the blood pumps hard in between his legs.

You sitting on top of him and rustling around doesn't help him in the slightest. Ichigo clears his throat and nervously runs his fingers through his orange hair.

"Shut up," he scoffs out, pulling his eyes away from you and breaking eye contact.

"Awww," you chuckle out, grabbing his jaw and pulling his face back to yours.

"Just, please tell me you didn't leave any marks that my dad could see," Ichigo sighs out and you cock an eyebrow. You suck in between your teeth and Ichigo's eyes widen.

Your eyes gaze upon the dark spots forming along his neck and jawline. There's plenty of marks for his dad to see.

"Y/n! You're kidding, right?" Ichigo asks, his jaw dropping open.

"Nope," you shrug your shoulders. Ichigo's cheeks burn a brighter red and his palms start to become sweaty.

"Now, be good and sit still and let me continue," you coo out, pushing his head to the side and dipping your head back down to his neck.

Ichigo opens his mouth to protest, but the moment that your lips get attached to his neck and start sucking on the skin, he's left speechless.

He can't deny how good it feels, especially when your teeth dig into his skin and tug a little. Your soft lips sucking on his flesh like you're a vampire who desperately needs him.

Ichigo leans his head back and lets his eyes roll into the back of his head, eventually closing his eyes and letting himself get lost in the moment.

and of course my baby daddy ichigo

i only started watching bleach for the plot

the plot:

heyy this really just for fun lol 😝.

don’t take me too seriously 😐!

in honor of the beginning of october!