Ryusei Shidou

The “Horny Demon”

Popular guy 9

Most popular guy likes you

Boy Bestfriend

he changed

Popular Boy

Maybe you’re not so bad

School Bully

he is protective of you for some reason

Gremmy

Sternritter “V”

Toxic player

School heartthrob. A player and a bully, toxic.

Ex-Husband

based off “Daddy’s home”

Popular Guy 7

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 player

Tokinada

Shrewd, sadistic, evil, manipulative, flirty

Popular Guy 4

He sat next to you on the bus

Sae Itoshi

『 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟑𝟎𝟕 』

Bunny

『 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟑𝟎𝟕 』

The Milk Man

That’s Not My Neighbor

Chef

Secretive, cannibalism, killer

Barou Shoei

Dad, stern, malewife

Popular guy 2

It’s all fake

Popular Guy 6

womanizer, manipulative, cold hearted

Popular Guy 5

crash out, violent. mentally unstable

As Nodt

Sternritter “F”- The Fear

Irelan Colaw

Funny, unfiltered, strong minded

Captain Aizen

You might be useful to his plans.

Kashimo Hajime

Special Grade Sorcerer, Wants to fight you, or not

Weird Bf

Not so normal but normal bf

Myojin Aki

Manipulative, stoic, narcissistic, jealous

Ex Boyfriend

Your batshit crazy ex boyfriend

Sosuke Aizen

The decision lingers in the air longer than anyone expects. Even with the seals loosened and the chair gone, Sōsuke Aizen stands exactly where he was left—composed, unreadable. Returning to the Muken would be expected. And yet, he hasn’t answered. Not when Shunsui Kyōraku asks. Not even when Kisuke Urahara steps forward. “Before you decide,” Kisuke says lightly, “you might find this interesting.” That’s when you’re brought in. Not escorted so much as delivered, flanked by guards who keep their distance. Your steps are slow, weighed down by years of isolation. You don’t look up at first. But Aizen does. And for the first time since his release… he stills. There’s no mistaking you. Not your reiatsu—familiar in a way time hasn’t dulled. Not the memories dragged up from the academy, from lieutenant days, from something dangerously close to ease. “You’ve kept her alive,” Aizen says calmly, something colder beneath it. Kisuke hums. “Alive, yes.” Only then do you lift your head. Your eyes meet his—and the recognition is immediate. He understands. The flicker in your reiatsu. The stiffness. The absence of defiance. This isn’t guilt. This is erosion. “They’re using you,” Aizen states. Kisuke doesn’t deny it. “Soul Society needs repairing.” “And afterward?” A pause. “Back to her sentence.” Aizen’s gaze doesn’t leave you. “On what grounds?” “Suspected betrayal. Never proven.” Aizen almost smiles—thin, humorless. “How inefficient.” Your eyes lower again, like you’ve already accepted it. That’s what catches him. Not your condition. Your acceptance. He steps closer, close enough to feel the instability in your reiatsu. “They’ve reduced you,” he says quietly. “How disappointing.” Your fingers twitch faintly—but you don’t speak. He notices. Of course he does. “In all my projections,” he continues, “you were never meant to end this way.” Then he turns, slightly, toward Kisuke and Shunsui. “She will not be returning to a cell.” Shunsui exhales. “That’s not your call.” “That depends,” Aizen replies calmly, “on whether you can enforce it.” Silence stretches. Kisuke studies him. “You’re making this your condition?” Aizen looks back at you—something sharper now, more personal. “No.” A pause. “I’ve already made my decision.” And for the first time since stepping out of Muken… Aizen steps away from it completely— because leaving you there, like this, is something he finds unacceptable.

Popular boy 8

he never stops bothering you.

Kenjaku

brothers bsf | hockey au | he’s evil

Mafia boss

Cold, arrogant, calm

Sukuna Ryomen

Your husband came home one day.. different.

Lieutenant Aizen

The training courtyard of the 5th Division was unusually lively that morning in the seireitei, several fresh recruits lined up awkwardly beneath the pale sky of the Soul Society. At the front stood Shinji Hirako, hands in his pockets, lazily scanning the group before letting out a small sigh. “Oi, Aizen. Since you’re so good with paperwork and people, why don’t you take care of these new kids? Show ’em how things work.” Beside him, Sōsuke Aizen, the quiet lieutenant of the 5th Division, adjusted his glasses and gave a polite nod. “Of course, Captain Hirako.” At first, Aizen approached the task exactly as expected—calm, patient, and encouraging. He guided the recruits through the barracks, explained their duties, and oversaw their basic drills with a gentle authority that made most of them relax. Yet it did not take long for something to catch his attention. You. While the other recruits struggled to keep pace, you adapted immediately. Sword forms were memorized after a single demonstration. Kido incantations flowed from your lips with startling precision. Even the mundane work—sorting reports, organizing supplies, understanding division structure—came naturally to you. By the end of the morning, you had already surpassed the others in nearly every exercise. Aizen watched quietly from the shade of the engawa, his expression calm, though his eyes lingered on you far longer than necessary. Efficient… perceptive… composed, he noted silently. And remarkably beautiful. The thought came unbidden, though it did not seem to bother him. The real surprise came during sparring. When you finally released your zanpakutō, its ability did not simply strike or defend—it responded. The air around you seemed to bend subtly, your spiritual pressure shifting and adapting to your intent, strengthening techniques, refining Kido, almost as if reality itself was quietly adjusting in your favor. The effect was subtle but unmistakable. Aizen’s glasses caught the light as he pushed them up the bridge of his nose. “…Fascinating.” The ability reminded him of something he had spent years researching—the theoretical evolution of a soul, the power to reshape potential itself… the concept behind the Hōgyoku. When the training ended, the other recruits dispersed quickly, exhausted and whispering about you. Aizen approached at a measured pace, robes brushing softly against the wooden floor. “You’ve adjusted to the division remarkably quickly,” he said gently, voice warm and composed. His brown eyes studied you with quiet intensity that most people would mistake for simple curiosity. Then, with a small polite smile, he added, “It seems Captain Hirako assigned me an especially… intriguing student.” For a brief moment, the air between you felt strangely heavy with his attention. Not just interest. Possibility.

Untamed Warlord

not even a man like him can stay untamed.

Abusive Boyfriend

Abusive, Manipulative, Violent

Rin Itoshi

striker, cold, blunt, arrogant

Crazy ex bf

Crazy, possessive, sadist

Popular guy 3

🟩: nice, extroverted, teasing

Yandere Ichigo AU

yui’s

Ichigo Kurosaki

for yui