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Genshin and HSR addict, husbando collector, eternal lurker and spam reblogger ||19

I have woken up with a mighty need to be railed.

Still half asleep and feeling them kiss down your spine, hands on your hips and squeezing tight, sliding down to cup your ass. Slowly pulling your underwear down as you whimper into your pillow, squirming in their hold. And they just chuckle at your sleepy antics, moving back up to kiss the top of your head while they use one hand to spread you open and the other to tease your entrance with the head of their already rock hard and leaking cock. Pushing yourself back just enough that the head slips inside you, and you’re still not quite fully awake but you can feel everything so well as they sink their full length into you.

Helping you start your day with nice deep, hard thrusts while you moan into the pillows as you just take it until you both cum 💕

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You begin to suspect Nagi might like you when you start noticing that he often matches chromas / skins with you in games. Often leaves his post of the map to rush to your side when even just a single opponent is attacking you and stealing your farm. He is always there to look out for you, while ignoring the rest of the team (or the map), driving people crazy but so so supportive of your plays and when you want to try out new things

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Anonymous asked:

may i humbly request rin crying while cumming inside u for the first time

18+ rin itoshi smut

mdni breeding kink unprotected sex (dont do this) no plot

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Anonymous asked:

would bro be interested in doing the ass or tits with my goat rin or maybe even sae if you write him 😈

Ahhh... you're freak? But then again so am I so you ask and you shall damn well recieve!

Itoshi brothers getting freaky with your tits and ass!

✮⋆˙ | cw: anal and tit fucking. DUH? Um, I think fem!reader with big enough boobs is necessary for this ask. I'M SORRY MY SMALL TITTY DIVAS! WE LOVE YOU, BELIEVE ME! but your ass size shouldn't matter! Slighty subby rin? This is also kinda rushed idk? ✮⋆˙ | you can tell who i like more in this i think... wc: 1k+

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.Bunny season rin & shidou

.cw: smut mdni, threesome, rin x reader x shidou, bunny!reader, overstimulation, corruption

"𝐴 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑤" - 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑏𝑦 𝑧𝑎𝑦𝑛

𖦹 ׂ𓈒🐇⋆ ۪

It started with a stare. 

Menacing, rough eyes undressing you. Rin had been eyeing like a hawk since you walked into the party. Half a glass of something swishing around but his eyes bore into you. 

Then shidou shows up, leather jacket and all. He was in your personal space before you could even acknowledge him.

“Well, well, well.” he grins, leaning down to your level “didn’t know they let bunnies into places like this” you step back, eyes wide as the 6ft tall man moves closer not leaving any room to even breathe.

“But i’m no-”

“Oh but you are. You look so high alert like this is your first time at a party. You stand out cause you’re too cute to ignore” he smirks watching you tremble. “And i bet you taste delicious” (i’m sorry) 

His fingers graze your thighs, playing with the lacey hem of your white skirt. You didn’t know what to do. Do you cry? Scream for help? Slap him and end up getting obliterated by him? 

“Back off” the man from earlier cuts in. the same one who was staring you down like you’re the last piece of food on earth. You flinched, looking up at the other guy who was now crowding your space.

Shidou just laughs “aww rin, don’t tell me you already claimed her?” your breath catches when rin wraps an arm around your waist pulling your body flush against his hard one. 

“She not yours” shidou purrs, pushing rin’s buttons

“She’s not yours either” and that’s when you realize they’re not fighting over who can have you but who’s going to ruin you first. 

You don’t remember how you ended up in a vip room of the club the party was hosted at. You were on shidou’s lap, back pressed against his chest, his lips trailing over the soft skin of your shoulder blades and neck. Not leaving a single place untouched. He’d grip your face when he felt like it, pulling you back just to slam his lips down onto yours, roughly making out with them. Poor you who hasn’t even had a kiss is now having to deal with animals like rin and shidou for your first time. 

Rin on the other hand is on his knees infront of you, lips moving along your thighs, skirt bunched up at your hips. He ever so slightly grazes them over your wet panties when he feels like he’s losing your attention. His free hands massage your thighs, large hands painfully squeezing the life out of them. 

“You’re shaking” mutters rin “sensitive already?” 

“I barely touched her. She was made for this, weren’t you, bunny?” shidou muses against your ears making you shiver.

“Say it” shidou grips your jaw making you look at him. “Tell me you like it” 

“I-i like it” your voice comes out broken, only making their cocks strain harder against the tight confinements of their pants

“Atta’ girl” shidou grinds up against you, rin moves your panties to the side and dips his middle finger inside watching your expression change. The way you tighten around him has him wishing he pushed his cock inside, rather than his finger.

You whimper quietly, shidou’s boner pressing into your ass. His hands travel up your waist, pulling down your shirt, along with your bra, intently watching your boobs spring free. It’s cold, your nipples are already hard and perky for attention. Shidou’s thumbs graze them. Pinching the soft flesh.

“So sensitive” he laughs at your expression. He tugs on them earning a loud high pitched moan from you, at the same time rin curls his finger up. 

Was that too loud? Maybe? Your face is red, you want to look away, but shidou’s grip is too strong on your face. You’d run but you’re trapped between 2 literal animals. 

“She won’t last” says rin, thrusting his finger inside of you again and again, biting down on your plush lip.

“She doesn’t need to” 

𖦹 ׂ𓈒🐇⋆ ۪

And then it hits—overstim after overstim. Rin and shidou pull moans after moans and orgasm after orgasm out of you. 

Rin whispers commands like prayers, fingers never slowing.

Shidou talks filthy, edging you and teasing until your brain's gone.

By the end, you’re boneless, drenched in sweat, your mind floating. Shidou kisses your temple like a lover. Rin tugs your chin and makes you look at the mess between your thighs. His ring and middle finger are completely drenched in your juices. He wipes the mess using your poor lacey panties, tossing them aside once he’s done.

“You’re ours now bunny, you can run as much as you want but we’ll catch you” 

“Soon, that pretty, unpopped cherry of yours will be ours too” 

PART 2?

A/n: i have so many mini one shots planned already. and ikkk guys, i'm getting to the reqs, i'm being kinda lazy rn

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can u do bllk dad hcs?

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BLLK DAD HEADCANNONS!!

✮⋆˙ | featuring: isagi yoichi, meguru bachira, hyoma chigiri, reo mikage, nagi seishiro, rin itoshi. ✮⋆˙ | cw: fluff!! um, majority your kids like sports, okay. it just made this better alr. some of your kids have genders; some don't! sorry! i did try to make the kids genderless and decidable!

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Anonymous asked:

bro when I made the request I didn't know I would be ur first.

Do u mind me making another, since I'm in love with ur writing style.

How about ur fav. Bllk boy getting distracted during the match or training because they fell love at first sight with the reader.

«You’re out of the game, but in your head»
— without gender!reader x sae itoshi, hiori yo, mikage reo, michael kaiser, Isagi yoichi, rin itoshi.

warning: the material may contain romanticized obsessions, as well as elements of emotional embarrassment/confusion on the part of characters

note: ohh it’s so nice. thank you very much for another request!

mailbox open for queries!!!!

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Anonymous asked:

can you ask a nagi version of the bachira “no way he pulled that” !! thank you sooomuch

Absolutely!!! And npp!!

Also shoutout to the other people asking for a Nagi version in my requests-you've got taste.

And not to be dramatic, but I love how literally all my current requests revolve around this "No Way He Pulled That" beach idea. Like yeah, I made that concept while pacing around my room, headphones on, blasting my saved TikToks and imagining the wildest daydream ever. I was fully in my own world and now it's lowkey becoming a whole saga.

No Way He Pulled That Pt.5

Ego had declared a rare break from the brutal training sessions of Blue Lock—a full beach day, no drills, no strategy talks, no footballs (unless you brought one yourself). Just the sun, the sea, and your fellow egocentric maniacs trying to figure out how to relax without turning everything into a competition.

Nagi arrived last, of course. Board shorts hanging off one hip, hair messier than usual, a towel draped over his head like a cloak. He made it exactly ten steps before collapsing under the nearest palm tree with a soft groan and his signature phrase:

"Too much effort…"

No one paid much attention to him—because no one ever believed a word that came out of his mouth. Especially not when it came to the mystical, possibly imaginary girlfriend he always mumbled about.

"She's real," Nagi had said one night, mouth full of instant ramen. "Really pretty. Soft, too"

“Is she your body pillow?” Isagi asked, deadpan.

"...No"

Reo had stopped believing months ago. Rin never believed to begin with. And Bachira? He was convinced Nagi had made her up after watching too many romance animes while half-asleep.

But then the beach volleyball game started. And that’s when everything changed.

A group of players had set up a net near the far edge of the shore, and laughter rang out as the match heated up. But one particular sound cut through the air like a melody.

Your laugh.

It was light, breezy, warm like honeyed sunlight—too charming to ignore.

Someone spiked the ball too hard. It shot over the net and landed dangerously close to the lazy white-haired boy under the palm tree.

You chased after it, completely unaware of the dozen Blue Lock boys who had just stopped whatever they were doing to stare at you.

And how could they not?

You were a vision—skin kissed by the sun, hair tossed in a high ponytail with strands flying free, your swim top peeking through a loose-knit tank, shorts that hugged your curves, legs dusted with sand. You radiated sweetness, like something out of a summer dream. A soft energy that clashed entirely with the high-strung testosterone-choked beach.

Reo dropped his smoothie.

Chigiri blinked like he was buffering.

Rin narrowed his eyes, confused and slightly annoyed by the way the sun hit your smile so perfectly.

You bent to grab the ball, tucking it under your arm. When you glanced toward Nagi, your entire face lit up.

"Sei!" you called, practically bouncing as you jogged toward him.

The boys followed your gaze like it was a horror movie reveal.

And Nagi?

He looked up, blinked twice, then broke into the laziest but fondest little grin.

"Hey. You're here" he said, voice low and soft, like you were the only thing in his world.

You reached him, tossed the ball aside, and flopped onto the sand next to him, curling up like it was your usual spot. Then, casually, you leaned over and pressed a kiss to his temple.

"Missed you" you said sweetly.

Silence.

Crickets.

Barou’s eye twitched. Otoya took off his sunglasses like he needed to confirm reality. Karasu mouthed "WHAT THE—"

Rin’s glare was sharp enough to slice metal. Bachira looked like he’d just discovered aliens were real.

:Waitwaitwaitwait," Isagi stammered. "That’s her?! That’s the girlfriend?"

Reo nearly combusted. "No way he pulled that. No—no way"

"You said she plays Animal Crossing!" Chigiri accused.

"She does," Nagi replied, already resting his head on your lap.

You?

You just smiled, oblivious to the mayhem behind you, fingers carding lazily through his hair as you fed him slices of cold watermelon from your cooler.

"God, she’s nurturing him," Reo whispered, devastated.

"Like a sea goddess nursing a shipwreck survivor" Karasu added mournfully.

Rin stood, muttered something about touching grass, and walked directly into the ocean.

Nagi yawned, totally unaffected. "Told you she was real"

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Itoshi brothers love you in their own subtle ways that may not be the most obvious or grand to the outer eye but so heavy once you get a read on them and read between the lines of their actions

On cold days Sae always carries an extra pair of gloves for you on the possibility that you might not be wish to initiate public displays of affection. He offers you his arm and when you place your arm on his forearm, he always keeps the arm a little tighter, making sure your hands won’t have any more contact with the chill air and be warmed through his body heat.

Holds your hand and always covers the coldest parts with his fingers first— but it’s when he brings your hands to his mouth level and blows his hot breath, once, twice, deep breaths that you feel your breath hitch, eyes unable to leave his face as the first drops of snow falls lazily and stick of his hair, his lashes, the steam coming from his lips hanging in the air for a short moment

And with Rin, it’s bigger, louder. Where Sae’s reassurance through his existence by being always being a breaths away, Rin’s existence vibrates with every frequency of his atoms.

He always wears coats with big pockets and fleece insides. At the tiniest display of starting to get cold, he grabs your hand into his and shoves it into his pocket, making sure to hold it there, fingers intervened. Always rubs a finger, drawing patterns. Maybe if you pay attention, you might catch a reoccurring pattern or two.

You always feel his hold around you, be it an arm wrapped or pinkies linked at the very least. His hand sneaks underneath your coat and holds your waist with as direct contact as he can, sharing his warmth with you, and more if you’ll have it, have him. When he holds your hands and brings to his lips, he lingers there, peppering with kisses that you feel grow wetter and breath lingering long enough air grows humid and transforms into liquid. His existence pours out of every pore and wraps himself all around you- in his tiniest bit of actions, you feel the heaviness of his love for you.

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Sae buried his teeth without an ounce of mercy into your shoulder. It was painful, yet all you could was give him a flinch and a moan as your body leaned bonelessly against him.

“That was for yesterday,” he said, tone cold and uncaring, very unlike his bare skins that were pressed chest to chest to yours.

You tried to manage a reply, yet your head—still a blank slate filled with statics and overstimulation—could only get a garbled noise out of your mouth. Sae scoffed at your attempt as he let his fingers trace over your hips. In return, you clutched tighter to his hair and back. Your legs, still locked behind him, tried to pull him closer in search of more of him.

“Sae…” you called to him pathetically.

Feigning ignorance, Sae asked, “What?”

“Can I have one more?” you pleaded, lips pressing a kiss to the pulse on his neck, your fingers burying want to his skin. “Please?”

Inside you, you could feel Sae stiffened once again. Then, with a gentle push, Sae laid you on the sheet without letting you go.

Curtly yet softly, he said, “As much as you want.”

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just having this thought in my head for quite sometime but, you were the one who gave sae his haircut. he kept it, though, for whatever reason.

Hair hold memories, they said. For him, it's haircut hold memories.

As a kid, he had no care of his hair. He let you took care of them on his stead eventhough you gave him a fuckass haircut. Not a problem, so long it doesn't intervene with his soccer.

When he left for Spain, you weren't there to take care of it for him like before. So he took it upon his own hand, cutting them precisely like how you did. Was it because he couldn't be bothered to try another style? Was it because his hair might had been the only thing that was Yours present amidst the brand new environment that was Spain? He hadn't give it much thought.

When you two met again, you noticed his hair hasn't changed. Only now, he uses hairspray to style the weirdass bangs a bit. Which made you chuckle. Practicing to be a licensed hairstylist, you offered him a makeover. One that would enhance more of his already great features, you said. He refused, however, asking you to return to your position as his personal stylist only if you agree to do your old signature haircut on him.

You laughed loud, surely that was a jest! One thing you forgot, though, was that Itoshi Sae is not one to joke about it. He meant what he said, word by word.

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One thing Michael Kaiser enjoys without doubt, even before the two of you evolve into anything more, is when you sit on top of him, looking down with a smug grin plastered onto your face.

To feel your body against his abdomen, with each breath, chuckle he lets out and pinching you do on his skin. “It’s a lovely scene from up here.” You claim as a hand traces over his features and he knows there is more to it.

Enjoying the illusion of being in control, without a doubt every time you do this, he relishes in breaking this apart twice as much. Hands placed on your knees, slowly making their way up your thighs and higher, kneading your flesh and drawing little patterns with his thumb as they hover over your waist and press you down there further. Got you exactly where he wanted, he moves you to his content, a little display of it’s him that’s always in control as the two of you let out a sigh of relief, aching for more, begging to be closer as you can, inhumanely possible.

What changes over the time is the sincerity of your gazes. With his hair sprawled underneath him, he looks ethereal, a sight floating in a river, deserving to be frozen in time, captured for ever. He is gorgeous, and your gaze is filled with so much adoration.

He finds later- a little too far late, not that he minds at that point- that he isn’t any better. Looking up at you with something that matches your feelings and more, love and sparks of something that runs deeper, tying around the two of you tightly with no way of cutting that red string off. Eyes that stay on you like you’ve hung the stars, the sun, the entire cosmos with the same hands you love him with and once snapping out of his haze, Kaiser closes the gap between the both of you as he pulls you in deeper, swallowing you whole into the singularity that is you and him.

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first meet.
itoshi sae x reader.
part of this series.

No one to talk to, no one to play with. All by yourself, only yourself. Alone. Your childhood had always been like that. Ignored by your peers, your kindergarten teachers shushing you down, even your parents always seem too tired to response to you.

Until the day your family moved to new prefecture and enrolled you into a new kindergarten, had you found a spark in your life.

On the first day, you scanned the room full of little kids the same age as you, eyes eventually fell on a reddish hair boy appearing quiet. Your instincts told you he was the same as you. An outcast. Weird. Naturally, you approached him.

"Hey! You have no friends, right?"

"Huh? Leave me alone."

"Dont wanna! You see, I have no friends too! So let's get along?"

The boy stared at you blankly before shrugging.

"Whatever. Do as you like."

Your eyes sparkled as your smile grew as wide as the ocean, "Sweet! I have my first friend!"

"My name is (Y/N), by the way!"

He looked at you, "Itoshi Sae."

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Itoshi Sae x Childhood Friend!Reader Masterlist
collections of short glimpse drabble, you were as weird as one can be. using your weirdo radar, you caught sae out in the wild and start latching on to him.
tags: fluff, childhood friend to lover, just fluff fluff and fluff, f!reader, reader is based off my personal OC.

childhood era

current era

  • second first meet

will be updated as time goes by, take this as a neverending series hahah!

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unshared hobbies, shared sentiments.
itoshi sae x reader.
part of this series.

You followed him after school, eager to talk and know more about the boy

"Heyyyy! Can you hear me? Talk to me!"

"What?" He responded to you after your cry.

You giggled, "I want to know more about my friend, of course! What do you like to do?"

"Soccer." A short sharp answer rolled out his tongue.

"Hm? What about your favorite thing to watch?"

"Soccer."

"EEHHHHH? You only like soccer? What, do you also read about soccer?"

"Yes. Why? Any problem?"

You laughed away your confusion, "No, no! Nothing! Good that you like it! I know nothing about soccer, though. I prefer the magical and cute world like Cardcaptor Sakura!"

"Hmm... Figured."

The two kids walked side by side. You mindlessly followed him, though, so you weren't aware of your destination.

"OH! Right! Where are you heading?"

"Gonna play soccer," He stated in his usual deadpan voice as his gaze drifted to meet yours, "Wanna come?"

Your face went bright, once again, "Sure!"

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just having this thought in my head for quite sometime but, you were the one who gave sae his haircut. he kept it, though, for whatever reason.

Hair hold memories, they said. For him, it's haircut hold memories.

As a kid, he had no care of his hair. He let you took care of them on his stead eventhough you gave him a fuckass haircut. Not a problem, so long it doesn't intervene with his soccer.

When he left for Spain, you weren't there to take care of it for him like before. So he took it upon his own hand, cutting them precisely like how you did. Was it because he couldn't be bothered to try another style? Was it because his hair might had been the only thing that was Yours present amidst the brand new environment that was Spain? He hadn't give it much thought.

When you two met again, you noticed his hair hasn't changed. Only now, he uses hairspray to style the weirdass bangs a bit. Which made you chuckle. Practicing to be a licensed hairstylist, you offered him a makeover. One that would enhance more of his already great features, you said. He refused, however, asking you to return to your position as his personal stylist only if you agree to do your old signature haircut on him.

You laughed loud, surely that was a jest! One thing you forgot, though, was that Itoshi Sae is not one to joke about it. He meant what he said, word by word.

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