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Fandom: Bleach

Shinji has a lot of experience when it comes to breaking someone out of their shell.

He can be extremely persistent, to the point of becoming annoying, and that is usually enough to invoke some kind of reaction from the person of his interest.

Despite many people around him insisting otherwise, Shinji is a firm believer that an angry reaction is better than no reaction.

Regardless of how he chooses to present himself to the outside world, Shinji has a keen eye and uses it to pick up on all the small habits his shy object of interest might show when uncomfortable. Shinji has no issue with becoming the center of attention in any room he enters, so he'd use his loud personality to shift everyone's attention onto himself.

He has a never ending list of things to talk about, so Shinji would have no problem with filling up the quiet when his significant other froze or got too stressed out to finish the sentence.

He might spare you the awkwardness of sitting in the sudden silence, but it doesn't mean he wouldn't (tastefully) tease you about it later on. Once again, it's better to have any reaction at all, and from his experience, anger is a pretty good way of forgetting about stress.

Shinji doesn't consider himself a shy person, so his personal experience in that area is rather limited. He notices what makes you nervous and would try his best to redirect your attention away from it.

The moment he noticed you crack a smile at one of his lame jokes, he'd flood you with them.

Fandom: Bleach

Ulquiorra isn't used to being touched. He doesn't crave it, doesn't encourage it, doesn't think about it ever being a possibility outside of combat.

To be touched without malice and without pain is a foreign concept to him.

The first time you take his hand, Ulquiorra stopped whatever he's been doing and looked at you in confusion.

His skin is smooth and a little colder than you'd expect, but not unpleasant to the touch. It lacks any of the tiny imperfections that would make it more human-like.

On the very few occasions when he allowed you to take off his jacket, you were amazed by how much he resembled a marble statue. Brushing your hand over the milky white, smooth surface and over every tensed up muscle was an intoxicating experience.

It takes Ulquiorra some time to feel close enough to you to allow you more skin contact, although he still remained confused by the reasons why you insisted on touching him. He'd often stare at you blankly but without anger, when you brushed his hand or touched his face.

Ulquiorra acts as if he's indifferent to your touch, but as time goes on, you'd notice small changes in his behavior, like him standing closer to you than the others. He'd sometimes lean his face in your direction when talking, as if he wanted his hair to fall over his eyes and make you fix them.

His hair has a strange texture, like something between a silky spider web and an artificial doll's hair. It runs between your fingers like water, but has a strange strength to it. It fascinated you, and that sight made Ulquiorra feel something strange deep in his chest. You didn't notice at first how he remained completely still while you contemplated the secret of his hair and ran your hands through it, happy that he didn't immediately tell you to quit it.

Ulquiorra would never mention that he somehow-apparently-kind of enjoyed that experience, but there would be signs.

He isn't the kind of person that would openly talk about his growing fondness of being touched, but he would slowly stop avoiding it whenever you initiated.

Fandom: Bleach

Byakuya prefers to keep affection in private, both because of his own preferences and because of the way he has been raised as a clan head. There are countless rules he has to follow in his daily life, and they only get more complicated the more serious he becomes about a relationship.

Because of his position as a squad captain and a clan head, it is not proper for him to even admit being in a relationship with someone outside of the aristocratic clans of Soul Society. It's viewed as a dishonor to the Kuchiki bloodline and legacy.

Therefore, since he's already considered a disappointment in the eyes of the elderly, there's nothing stopping Byakuya from disappointing them further. The damage is already done, because he has no intention of letting you go. He might as well enjoy the ride.

Still, Byakuya feels too shy to engage in something heated under the scrutiny of strangers’ eyes. Whenever the two of you are in public, which basically consists of everywhere outside of Byakuya's personal apartments at the Kuchiki manor, he’ll be extremely stoic and almost indifferent to you most of the time. The most you can get from him are feather-light brushes of his hand over yours or the gentle but tender kiss on top of your palm.

It's still more than the clan aristocracy can handle, but their protests land on deaf ears.

If only Byakuya felt more comfortable with public displays of affection, he'd engage in them more often. He loves you, and enjoys every aspect of you - if it was up to him, he'd always touch you in one way or another.

Throughout the day, Byakuya usually only kisses you on the cheek or the crown of your head when he walks past. It soon becomes almost a habit, and he's overjoyed when you start returning the favor.

He's often busy with all the paperwork and has little time to spare during the day to be with you. That's why he appreciates it so much when you choose to sit quietly with him in the room, taking care of your own work, reading or resting. There are plenty of servants in the Kuchiki manor, but he appreciates it when you decide to brew fresh tea or bring him fruits and snacks. He always plants a kiss over your hands.

Byakuya is more open when he's out of the public eye, and is more willing to take things further. When the two of you are alone, Byakuya will take his time running his fingers over the sensitive skin of your jaw and neck. He tilts your chin up slightly to face him, and marvels at the way your eyelids always flutter in that moment.

His kiss is almost a brush of lips over yours at first, but he's a master of asking for permission with every movement and stroke. It'll turn heated before you realize you're gasping for breath and clinging to his clothes. His hands hold onto you with just as much need, grounding you when you feel lightheaded.

Byakuya doesn't like when you depart, whether on a mission or back to the world of the living. He always makes sure to see you leave and parts with a kiss. He's gentle and considerate, and you can feel him already longing for the moment you're back.

Fandom: Bleach

Grimmjow is used to being on his own and always sleeping with one eye open. The possibility of being backstabbed and betrayed by those claiming to be on his side had proven to be real many times before - to the point where he almost expects it.

It takes him some time to warm up to the idea of making friends and having a genuine connection with Ichigo and his friend group and therefore also - you.

Adjusting to the new reality of being able to sort of, kind of, believe that some people don't mean harm to him in the long run was sped up by the growing interest Grimmjow had in you.

Grimmjow isn't someone who is good at, or would even consider suppressing his feelings, so it would sooner or later lead to him finding himself in a relationship. It was a strange course of action to him, because binding his life to someone else's was a first for such a paranoid loner, but what was even stranger was his hope that it would last.

Trust was not easily given in Grimmjow’s life, and one of the most difficult decisions he had to make was deciding whether he should put it in you.

The relationship with you is probably one of the very few genuine connections Grimmjow allowed himself throughout his long life, and it wouldn't last if he didn't respect you enough to accept the unknown.

For Grimmjow, trust is putting a sword into your hands and pointing it at his own heart, while never truly certain what your next step would be.

Once he'd made that decision though, a part of Grimmjow would finally be at peace. Whatever happened next was entirely up to you, and he'd just have to live with the consequences. But before that happened, the kind of trust Grimmjow would give his significant other was one of the purest and most wholehearted gestures he was capable of.

Grimmjow is a territorial person and doesn't want to share the things he cares about deeply - and you are one of those few. Trust for him means knowing that you consider him just as important. Grimmjow has aggressive tendencies and wouldn't enjoy the sight of someone else taking too much of an interest in you. He trusts you to make the right choice and send the idiot away, but at the same time it doesn't mean he can't stand around, glaring menacingly and imagining gutting the idiot open. Grimmjow doesn't mind his thoughts clearly showing on his face.

He's an open book. He hardly ever tries to hide anything.

Except for the rare occasions when he's woken in the middle of the night, his paranoia making the nightmares unbearable. He'd wake up covered in the cold sweat, with the fading remnants of the dream stuck beneath his eyelids.

Trust in you is something he's managed to get used to. It's present when he lets his guard down, when he closes his eyes, when he falls asleep knowing you could slit his throat. It's present in the moments when Grimmjow has to get a burden off his chest when it becomes too heavy. It's present in knowing that you'd keep his secrets and insecurities tucked safely away within yourself.

Fandom: Bleach

Kuchiki Byakuya is a man that grew up under immense pressure. From a very young age, everyone's eyes had been following his every move - both inside and outside of his clan.

Some of his more superficial insecurities are rooted in that very scrutiny and constant judgment too.

His every word and gesture had been an object of scrutiny for long enough to forge the perfect clan head and then also a captain. Dealing with nobility is a headache even on a good day, but it becomes a true battle of wills when one of Byakuya’s decisions isn't up to their liking.

It is a given that the nobility is going to use every single insecurity and vulnerability in Byakuya’s facade just to prove a point. But even if he eventually became better at dealing with them, sometimes their words and scheming just finds a crack in his armor.

Every once in a while Byakuya faces a situation that brings out the things he is careful not to think about. Regardless of his completely unreadable facade, they are still difficult to get out of his head, though. He is prone to overthinking his decisions, trying to find any possible mistakes or things he might've overlooked initially. The amount of responsibility he has on his shoulders is immense, and makes him feel insecure in his own skills and understanding. He knows that every single mistake he makes will be used against him by the opposing nobility.

Many times he was left alone with his thoughts after a meeting. Drowning himself in the never-ending paperwork could only work for so long before it failed too.

It's not an easy thing to notice the subtle change in Byakuya's mood, even for his significant other.

He'd never mention anything bothering him, so it's up to his spouse to notice the slight tension in his shoulders that doesn't leave him throughout the day, and the deeper than usual frown between his eyebrows. Byakuya holds his spouse close to his heart and values them greatly, but it's also out of that respect that he doesn't want to bother them with his personal issues, especially the ones rooted in his very sense of self.

He appreciates his spouse's support, no matter how small. On some days, even a simple gesture is enough to break him out of the prison of his mind.

He enjoys the kisses you press over his face or the top of his head when you walk past him in the manor. His expression wouldn't change, but some of the tension in the line of his shoulders would be released.

Byakuya has never denied you a hug, even though he's rarely the one to initiate one. He appreciates the way you always seem to know when he needs them the most. Despite his calm facade and stoic demeanor, Byakuya wouldn't be the first to let go.

Sometimes, it would be difficult for Byakuya to finish the day and mentally get rid of the accumulated stress enough to fall asleep. He'd sit on the veranda and drink some tea in hopes of clearing his head. He'd appreciate it if you decided to join him, but wouldn't force you to witness his sulking. Byakuya doesn't have a lot of space to pull down his walls and be honest with himself without anyone else watching. As his significant other, you'd be one of the very few people that could see him in that state.

He'd question himself a lot, both internally and with you if he decided to open up about his aggravated insecurities. He doesn't expect pity or an impromptu therapy session out of you, nor does he want it.

Fandom: Bleach

If only you allowed him, Shinji would be all over you every waking moment of his life.

It doesn't mean that his need for physical affection is that enormous - he'd rather use this opportunity to annoy you out of your mind.

He can't help but tease you relentlessly once your relationship is established and he can't keep his joy under control. He's always been a rather lighthearted person, and his tendencies only grow in strength once the object of his affection can't really leave.

Cheesy jokes and playing on your nerves are Shinji’s love language and there's no stopping him.

He loves to shower you in random kisses and counts as bonus points every time he manages to startle you. You will quickly realize that his hugs are a death trap designed to trick you into falling into his grip just so he can squeeze you tight and mercilessly tickle your sides.

Even though he's built like a skeleton, Shinji has a surprising amount of physical strength that he loves to use in order to hold you in his grip despite your wriggling and spitting out death wishes on him.

Shinji learns suspiciously quickly every single ticklish spot on your body and will use that knowledge when you least expect him to.

On the days when he chooses to tone it down, Shinji enjoys the simplicity of touch through holding your hand or having an arm loosely wrapped around your waist.

He isn't overly jealous in public, and even when he isn't the most happy with attention you're getting from others, he won't rush in and make a scene without a reason. He trusts you and knows that you can take care of yourself. He'd still hover around, of course, and step in if need arises.

The most he'd usually resort to is staring down whoever he deems annoying, as long as everything is respectful, though. The moment he notices you feeling uncomfortable, Shinji will find the right excuse to leave a situation.

He might be a little more clingy later on, once the two of you have more privacy.

Fandom: Bleach

Byakuya enjoys routine. He's gotten used to a certain way of living over the years, caused by his rather unchanging set of duties.

Still, he appreciates having you by his side and tries to steal a few moments of relative privacy whenever possible. Mornings tend to be the time when has a rare chance to be with you without anyone's eyes following his every movement.

Byakuya enjoys waking up a few moments earlier than you, and way before he has to officially start his day as the head of the clan and a division. Byakuya has a tendency to work until late evenings, and sometimes even during the night, so it's not uncommon for you to be asleep by the time he comes back to your shared private rooms.

He doesn't blame you for it, but he feels the need to make up for it, and so he chooses to make sure he's there for you when you wake up. He loves your lazy, still half-asleep smile you always make when you notice him. However selfish, Byakuya loves to start his day with it.

On some mornings, all you do is just cuddle quietly, enjoying each other's warmth and presence. Byakuya cherishes the safety he feels with your arms wrapped around him, and the knowledge that you will stay by his side no matter what might happen.

Other times, you'd talk about whatever came to mind. Because of the nature of his responsibilities, Byakuya has to spend a lot of time away from you, so he makes sure to talk to you on a daily basis and be up to date with what happens in your life.

He enjoys listening to you speak, even if it's about people he doesn't know or things that he's unfamiliar with. The motions changing on your face had always been a captivating sight to him, just like all the small details he could discover again.

Fandom: Bleach 

Even before Grimmjow became an Arrancar, he had very little regard for his own safety. He was the King of Hueco Mundo and if any Hollow had that questioned, he'd rip them to shreds. 

Simple, efficient and even if it resulted in Grimmjow suffering injuries, he always made sure to play them off as something minor. He'd boast about his scars too - after all, these were the marks of terrible injuries he's overcome and enemies he defeated. 

The truly grave ones, Grimmjow would make sure to clean and take care of somewhere secluded, with no eyes on him. There was absolutely no way he'd ever let anyone see him vulnerable or weak. He was strong enough to overcome them, and if this time he wasn't - maybe he deserved to die.

As an Arrancar, there was even more pressure to always appear invulnerable and ready to settle down any tensions with a quick and bloody brawl. There was always someone in a lower position, waiting for his slip up to climb the hierarchy over his dead body. And there was always someone higher, waiting to take out the competition.

Grimmjow would rather bite off his own infected arm than admit he had a problem with it.

So when Aizen fell and the dust had settled once again, Grimmjow didn't think much had changed for him. Sure, he had somehow ended up infatuated with you, which was as incredible as it was confusing, but Grimmjow didn't predict that his days of lonesome suffering were over.

The first time he had a fight to settle and decided to hole up in some shithole to sleep off his exhaustion and ignore all the bleeding, he was quite literally dragged out of it and screamed at within first 2 seconds of opening his tired eyes. 

Grimmjow had no idea how terrifying you could be because of something so minor in his eyes. 

He was stunned into compliant silence when you started ripping off the pathetic excuses of bandages he slapped onto the most bleeding wounds. He didn't even argue when you dragged him home. He was exhausted and only half aware of his surroundings.

Grimmjow would allow you to take care of his wounds, although would watch your hands the whole time. He'd absolutely refuse to answer your questions truthfully, though. No, nothing hurt. No, he didn't have a fever. No, he didn't need your help or whatever stupid medicine you were stuffing him full with.

It would take Grimmjow a few days to actually relax and notice the difference of how he felt. 

Trust was a strong word in Grimmjow's world and he was reluctant to use it, but he had to admit you did nothing to hurt him or use the state he was in against him.

Grimmjow slept a bit more deeply whenever you sat by his bed. He'd deny it, but you could see how the lines of his face lost tension when his mind was finally allowed to drift away. He slowly got used to you doing small stuff around him while he slept, and no longer woke up every time you changed the cold towel on his forehead.

He'd want you to stay by his side the whole time, though. He played it off as whatever you did in his proximity had a better effect when you were close, but the truth remained that he had wanted you to brush the hair off his forehead and gently rub his hand. And he enjoyed it. 

He ate the medicine you gave him, even though it took a lot of curses about the taste and demands to know why precisely it had to be so awful.

Grimmjow had a lot to say about your skills with the needle too, but he let you learn on him anyway. He had a lot of scars already, so one or two more caused by your uneven stitches made little difference to him.

He has to admit that having someone around him felt good. Grimmjow would be extremely adamant to outright say he appreciated your help, but would spend some time watching you under half closed eyelids before deciding that he would, in his great mercy, allow you to be on good terms with him. He'd still be an insufferable asshole and there was nothing stopping his snark, but if there was something you needed help with, he'd give it.

Fandom: Bleach 

Byakuya rarely got sick or injured enough to require medical attention.

Even as a child, he used to have a strong body and those few times he was overtaken by sickness, he was always fussed over by the clan medics. As the heir to the clan, there was not a moment of peace and quiet until he got better. He detested those moments, especially when he had a fever or a migraine and people would not leave him alone.

It got better with time, because once he had gotten stronger, there were less incidents that left him injured and through rigorous training, he hardly ever caught any illness.

But his duties as a captain had sometimes put Byakuya in situations that ended up with injuries that even he couldn't downplay.

A lot of those situations also involved Ichigo and his friends - and therefore also you.

The first time you took care of him happened after a terrible fight that had left him barely standing. Byakuya knew that once the fight was over, it wouldn't take long for the support and healing squad to get there, so he was fine with just closing his eyes a little and waiting. Fussing around wouldn't make him bleed any less.

What he didn't expect was for you to just walk over and start bandaging his worst wounds with the few scraps of fabric you had. You didn't have a reason to do it, no obligation or debt of gratitude to him. You didn't even small talk. 

It made him warm somewhere deep down in his chest.

There were many instances when despite him trying his best, Byakuya had to be helped off the battlefield once everything was over. He had become almost used to the way you wrapped your arm around his midriff and heaved him over your shoulder to half drag, half walk him somewhere safer. 

It felt almost comforting. 

Byakuya never sent you off once he was taken by his clan medics. Or rather, the few times he tried, you ignored him anyway or just broke back into his mansion to check on him a few hours later. 

Despite everything, he enjoyed your presence. He appreciated not being treated like he was made out of glass, which is something the clan medics had a tendency of. He knew his limits and often didn't agree with their suggestions.

The strange thing was, Byakuya was way more likely to listen to the same advice coming from your lips. It's possible that the mystery had something to do with the delivery. 

Ignoring the ancient, almost blind clan medics was relatively easy, especially since he's known them for hundreds of years and was the head of the whole clan. His word was always final and there was no one else commanding the clan.

On the other hand, hearing from you, a person he's reluctantly come to terms with calling a friend, to lay his ass back down on the bed or you'd sit on him, had a certain effect.

The effect was making him too stunned to argue and then unable to with another wet towel slapped on his face to fight the fever. 

Sometimes, the best methods were simple ones.

Byakuya wasn't sure why he couldn't get angry at that kind of treatment from you. It might've had something to do with how different it was from what he was used to and bored with for so long. 

Or maybe it was because despite you being rough with him sometimes, you still stayed quietly by his side when he was feverish and could barely figure out what was happening. He dozed off, his dreams chaotic and messy, but he could still feel your hand in his anchoring him to reality. 

Byakuya was grateful for the rest he was able to get because of you. Both because there was someone he trusted quietly watching over him, and because you were ready to throw hands with anyone else wanting to disturb him.