,,Gonna fill you up my lil cumslut until you dripping and leaking everywhere.‘‘

❦ Kenpachi Zaraki, Shunsui Kyoraku, Aizen Sosuke, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong, Kusakabe Atsuya, Geto Suguru, Sukuna Ryomen, Uvogin hxh ❦

⋆˚ lunaeanima 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🩶

Disclaimer: Just like I said before, tw kidnapping and blood. Maybe even a little teaser of forced proximity.

Your POV:

It was late at night, something in your chest wouldn't settle no matter how many teas you had.

You felt watched.

You couldn't shake the feeling.

Pulling into your driveway, you parked your Jeep. Locked the doors, closed the door, and finally walked up to your front door; slid off your trenchcoat and putting it on the hanger.

After a moment you finally felt like you were about to relax.

You couldn't have been more wrong.

You hadn't even heard the car pull in; a loud crack of your door showed you what you had been so uptight about. Without question you grabbed your phone and ran off deeper into your phone.

Three men. All slinking over 6'0. Dressed in all black from head to toe.

The tallest one caught on to your figure quickly.

"Get her." He spoke in the deepest, almost Russian accent. It made your heart beat, adrenaline just starting to kick in. You quickly sent off an SOS from your phone. You fumbled with your phone as you heard two pairs of feet pattering behind you. You dialed your mom before an arm slicked around your waist, pulling you back into a hard chest.

"Not so fast." He spoke, grabbing your phone and handing it to the other man behind him, who hung up the phone.

He lifted you with one arm, so you flailed. You kicked, bit, hit, anything you could desperately.

Your elbow caught him in his covered nose, causing him to hit you back due to a reflex, blood gushed from your face quickly. Your left hand tried to instantly cradle your face. You got slippery. You threw vases your blood was left all over your walls, they hit and dragged you around.

"Why won't you sit nice and pretty for us," one said, pulling you back towards him by your hair with the other tying a rope around your mouth so you couldn't speak.

The bigger man started to walk towards you once they got you down and under their control. "We didn't know the Task Force had someone so pretty.. A shame you're wasting your time on them." He took out a syringe and you writhed, squirming before everything went black.

One hoisted you up over his shoulder, "She's a fighter." He growled, "got me in my mouth." He huffed.

"Should've been watching instead of trying to flirt." The second laughed. He moved to grab your trenchcoat, "She'll probably need this."

The tallest went over to the kitchen, "Leave 'em a lil note, know they're going to come looking for their girl." He took out a Knife that had his boss's name craved deep into it, he forced it deeper into the wall before looking over your figure.

I don't get it...men put their cars in garages and their guns in cabinets and their money in banks and their gold in safes, but a man has a woman--who is so much more intangibly valuable than any of those things--and how does he treat her...? Not as good as his cars or guns or money or gold, that's for sure. Men don't even treat women as well as they do their careers.

Men take extra special care for the things they love, yet they treat women the lesser of. A man will argue with a woman all day just because he has nothing better to do with his time and no better way to show her his love.

He doesn't even accomplish much when he spends his time treating her like a dime bag from the corner store.

She sees and hears and knows and feels his treatment and if it's genuine love or not. Men have this unremarkable way of thinking women are dumb and we don't know any better and we don't actually know anything at all.

But they are sooooooooooooooooo wrong.

Women have empathy and compassion and intuition to boot. Probably much more than you. Women know a lot more than you think we do. Women have not been given credit where credit is due. Women want to be considered and included and appreciated and respected, too.

When a man has been given precious time to cherish her and treat her like a gift--creating a safe space just for her when she's with him like he does for all those material possessions of his, a place where she can feel at home and loved and cared for as if she were his kin and his partner and his equal--he throws it to the wind, and argues with her instead.

Then, he's like...wtf happened with this bitch?

I had nothing to do with this crazy cathy, he brazenly claims. He fails to acknowledge his own blame and places it all on the woman who was intended as a gift.

Without a woman, man is lonely. Without women, men are lonely. Without the woman, Adam would have died a lonely loner on Earth and never known the warmth of Eve.

Without the woman, man would have never known the bonding, uniting love of togetherness, the comfort of community, the healing energy of friendship.

Why can't men get this? #metoo

How difficult is this concept to grasp? Treating your woman like a queen? Why do men have to be so mean?

It's about not settling for any man who makes you feel this way.

It's about recognizing this treatment for what it is.

It's about declaring to yourself that you deserve better.

You deserve to be treated like a gift because that's what you are.

Men have a lot of learning to do about women.

"Bad boys" are not "the prize."

Good guys do not finish last, they finish first.