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masterlist 20s she/her -15 dni

＠saeglazer 💋

shidoglazer

and oh its hard to see you, but i wish you were right here ..

long distance texts with bf!sae

shidoglazer

Degrading kink with rin, plss?? Tyy🫶🏻🫶🏻

Love your works btw!!

“god y’re such a whore for me, aren’t you?” that was the first time you’ve ever heard rin degrade you during sex, and it may have been embarrassing on how fast you came untouched after that if rin himself didn’t enjoy it. “..oh. so you really are a whore for me?” and it may have just been one of the few times you’ve heard rin genuinely chuckle.

ever since then, it was like a switch turned on for him, each time you’re nearing orgasms, he’ll always whisper in your ear in a condescending tone, “such a whore,” “you like it when i’m this rough? can’t believe this lil angels so filthy.” “yeah, getting off to me calling you these things? whattawhore.” and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t work, its shameful how fast you cum after he insults you.

but theres always one word that lets you cum the hardest. “my”.

“my whore.” “my dirty little girl.” “my slut.”

rin picks up on it eventually, noticing the way your body trembles and the way your moans get louder everytime he claims you as his. and before you know it, even when you’re not having sex, he’ll drop some nicknames like

“my angel.” “my baby,” “my darling”

and he knows exactly what it does to you.

confessionsandcreampies-deactiv

“i’m close.” - “already?” ft sae, rin & kaiser

— sae

you had him flat on top of you, forehead pressed to yours, his voice low and breathless. “shit… i’m close…”

you blinked up at him, all sweet and innocent. “already?”

silence. like time stopped. like god himself went “oh no”. sae pulled back and stared down at you with the deadest, blankest expression you’d ever seen. “excuse me?”

you smiled softly. “i just thought itoshi sae would last longer.”

he stared, then slowly pulled out. you opened your mouth to protest but he cut you off, his voice ice cold. “oh no. you just challenged me.”

“wait—sae—”

he grabbed your hips, flipped you over, and said flatly, “if you tap out, i win.”

you never saw the light of day again. you started praying after round two, and he whispered “already?” in your ear every time your pussy clenched.

— rin

he had your leg thrown over his shoulder, his eyes clenched shut, biting back curses. “f-fuck. i’m close.”

you tilted your head, totally deadpan. “…already?”

rin opened his eyes slowly, a bit like a horror movie villain. “what did you just say?”

you blinked. “i mean, we just started.”

his entire personality fractured. he pulled out immediately and sat back on his heels, staring at the wall like he was dissociating. “i can’t believe this.”

you tried to cuddle him. “rinnie, it’s okay—”

“i’m gonna train for six hours tomorrow,” he muttered.

“baby—”

“no. i’m gonna run until i forget this happened.”

you kissed his pouty mouth and whispered, “don’t worry, you usually last longer.”

“usually?!”

you didn’t get dicked again for 48 hours out of pure spite. you felt sorry for him. you felt sorry for yourself. you said sorry with your mouth the whole night, and then the next.

— kaiser

he was in the zone. hair stuck to his forehead, body pressed to yours, hips snapping hard and rough. he groaned against your ear. “fuck—i’m close—”

you let out a fake surprised gasp. “already?”

kaiser stopped moving. his jaw? dropped. his soul? ascended. “what the fuck did you just say to me?”

you blinked. “nothing, baby. just didn’t realize we were on a speedrun.”

he snapped. “oh hell no.” he pulled out, shoved your knees to your chest, and re-entered with ungodly force. “you wanna joke? still think i’m close now?”

you were whimpering before the second thrust. he was taunting you by round three.

“oh, what’s wrong? thought i was fast, yeah? you close already, püppi?”

you learned a valuable lesson that night. never poke the kaiser. or only when you don’t plan to walk and sit the next day.

shidoglazer

“when was the last time you cried?”

“why would i tell you that, idiot?”

“so you admit you cried recently?” “…”

the last time sae itoshi cried wasn’t when he lost a match against his opponent, nor was it when his dreams of being a striker got crushed. if anything, it served as concrete to build walls and barriers away from his heart and sentimentality.

but instead, it was during you two’s anniversary.

[ ＠you : i wont be doing much for our anniversary this year,, ive been so busy :(( im sorry baby ill make it up to you when my schedule clears 😢 ]

[ ＠sae : its okay. i understand, no need to make it up for me. ]

how disappointing, he thinks.

but he doesn’t cry, he’s not a child— he knows you’ve been busy with work, lectures, assignments and so on, he’s mature, he understands, he doesn’t get sentimental.

well, thats what he tells himself. because when he gets home from practice and is met with a dark apartment, he sighs before sloppily dropping his bag to the floor, his hands trailing to the switches to turn on the light.

and there it is. the whole apartment decorated in fairy lights, ribbons, his favourite foods placed on the dining table and a big pile of gifts in the corner of the room waiting for him. you jump out from behind the couch, lifting your arms up in the air while smiling brightly, “happy fifth anniversary!” which is evident from the big printed out letters dangling from the ceiling.

he freezes. stuttering over his words, “i- oh, you..” his breaths get laboured and subconsciously, tears start building up in his eyes. he covers his face embarrassingly, those dewy drops already starting to fall, “oh- oh sae baby! don’t cry?!-” you say with a laugh, jumping over the couch and immediately hugging him. he doesn’t hesitate to hug you back, as tight as if he ever lets go he’ll die.

“shit.. you’re gonna make me throw up out of love.” his voice cracks on the last few words, furthering his embarrassment. you stroke his back comfortingly before he pulls away from the hug, pressing a kiss onto your lips. “thank you. thank you for all.. this. for everything.” “don’t be silly. its the least i could do.” he shakes his head, pulling out a pure gold necklace with your name carved on the pendant out of his pocket. and all you can do is. stare. shocked.

“what the hell???? sae- this necklace costs more then all this decoration!” “shht. its for you. happy fifth anniversary.”

shidoglazer

and oh its hard to see you, but i wish you were right here ..

long distance texts with bf!sae

shidoglazer

can i request smth for nagi !! maybe like he gets jealous which is rare for him cus he barely gets that way but when he does he fucks reader stupid🤗🤗🤗

jealous boy

nagi seishiro smut mdni dumbification ＠shidoglazer

shidoglazer

can i request smth for nagi !! maybe like he gets jealous which is rare for him cus he barely gets that way but when he does he fucks reader stupid🤗🤗🤗

jealous boy

nagi seishiro smut mdni dumbification ＠shidoglazer

shidoglazer

can i request smth for nagi !! maybe like he gets jealous which is rare for him cus he barely gets that way but when he does he fucks reader stupid🤗🤗🤗

jealous boy

nagi seishiro smut mdni dumbification ＠shidoglazer

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

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megumi with an overstimulation kink would include…

he doesn’t warn you. doesn’t ask if you want to keep going. he just watches you come and doesn’t stop. fingers still pumping. mouth still sucking until you’re whining, squirming, desperate.

barely talks during it, but his eyes never leave your face. cold blue, focused like a predator. he watches the way your mouth drops open, your body twitches, your thighs tremble, and he smiles just barely. “still with me?”

he holds you down gently, but firmly. one hand pinning your hips. the other rubbing slow circles against your clit. “you can take it. i know you can.”

the first orgasm? sweet. everything after? merciless.

he uses fingers, mouth, cock. you come once? he takes that as permission to keep going. you come twice? he moans and goes harder. you come a third time? now the real fun starts.

he’s obsessed with watching you fall apart. “don’t cry, baby. i’m just giving you what you wanted.” - “you’re doing so good. just one more for me, okay?”

you try to squirm away? he pulls you back. grabs your thighs and sucks your clit harder. “where are you going? you said you could handle it.”

he loves using toys on you while he watches. he holds the vibrator to your clit while you’re already sensitive and shaking. he’s leaning back, cock out, stroking himself to your whimpers. “don’t you dare close your legs.”

he groans when you cry a little. not from pain, but from the intensity, the exhaustion, the pleasure that won’t stop. and he presses his forehead to yours and says, “you’re beautiful like this.”

when he fucks you after? he makes you come on his cock again, and again. deep, slow strokes, while he whispers things like, “you’re squeezing me so tight. still sensitive? come for me again. let me feel it.”

sometimes he pulls out and fingers you until you cry. just to hear the way your voice breaks. “can’t stop now. you still sound so pretty.”

he finishes only after you’re completely wrecked. face tear-streaked. legs limp. skin flushed. then he fucks you rough and fast. his own release chasing the ??? orgasm you gave him.

and he always kisses you after. forehead. lips. neck. he pulls you onto his chest and wraps his arms around you like you’re fragile. “you okay? you did so good for me.”

bonus overstimulation megumi energy: he loves muffling your moans with his hand. because overstimulated you = loud, and he eats that shit up. “shh… someone might hear how ruined you are.”

sometimes overstimulates you with zero sex. just a vibrator, his mouth, your body bound and writhing while he whispers, “no touching. no coming unless i say. you’re mine tonight.”

and if you ever beg for a break? he’ll kiss your tears and coo, “you’ve already taken so much… just one more. for me. please.”

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

shidoglazer

domestic goals with itoshi sae <3

｜ first to sleep wins!

truth be told, sae only made up this game to fix your sleep schedule, but now its seriously a competition between you two. how does it work? either you or sae grab the most boring book you could find, cuddle up in bed together— usually you laying on his chest, and you both take turns reading one page. around the 40th-ish page, he’ll find you murmuring and slurring on the words, “and.. ‘nd the high courf.. he..” the book gets shut with a soft thud as he turns off the night lamp, “you win. sleep well.” and even though he’s sure you can barely understand what he’s saying, theres always a soft whine or hum to acknowledge him.

｜battle of the compliments

it happens too often for it not be considered as your daily routine at this point. you just cant stop complimenting him after his match, and he finds it hard to interrupt since 1,) he can’t deny that he loves being soaked in your attention and 2), your rambling does not have any full stops or pauses to let him say something. so really, he had to get creative to make sure you remember to breathe.

“your pass was so badass! i mean, i swear i actually saw a rainbow pass through like, it was beaming if you know what i mean?! and and and, when you completely shut down your teammates that were insulting you-”

“if another form of life hypothetically took over the world and picked me to present one source of life as a reason to not destroy us, i’d present you, no hesitation.”

“…what?” “what?”

“what did you say?” “hm? good question. lets go eat.”

“oh yeah! lets go!”

｜look into the damn camera

he’s the type to never look into the camera when he’s taking photos with you. not because he wants to hide from the media or angry fans, but because he’s busy looking at you. the little winky faces you do, the way one of your legs lift up as you lean onto him to make sure you don’t fall, or when you stretch the beautifulest smile he’s ever seen on your face— how can he look into some camera and not this living work of art right beside him?

while the intention is cute, when you’re looking through the photos and see that he once again did not look into the camera, you’d reach up to slap his head, “look into the damn camera!” “ack!— okay, jeez.”

in the end, you’ve got a sae staring dead into the camera like he’d rather be anywhere but here. you ended up posting the ones he was looking at you anyways.

a/n nyanyanyanya i love domestic goals

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ft. shidou ryusei . birthdays . ok hes subby too kinda . is he ooc? . yeah probably . gn! reader . implied afab! reader . fluff . imagines . drabbles . i don't even know at this point . established relationships . unreliable narrator . not proofread .

shidou has so much love for you, so much that it was practically TRAGIC. this man would cling onto you like leech whenever you had to do something productive with your life. not that you cared, it's shidou. you'd just slowly pry him away and get your work done.

so on july 7th, shidou woke up, turning to his side, ready to bombard you with kisses. next to him was air — your place was empty. "what the fuck?" he'd whisper to himself, "there goes my baaaby..." he'd sing.

he rolled around in bed — because he could. though he was upset his partner wasn't in bed with him, he wasn't really complaining. after minutes of stalling, he got up. walking towards the balcony door and slamming the door open. he walked out, the sun itself for sure feared his presence.

i mean — he's literally radiating. soaking in the sunlight for a bit, he took in a deep breath, shidou yelled, "IT'S MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY AHH! another year of being an absolute blessing to the world!" the crickets were silenced. the birds were gone, no where in sight. it was as if a mass population wipe happened.

for a moment, shidou felt a wince of pain. EVEN THE ANIMALS LEFT. but, to be fair he's just so... charismatic that the animals were afraid to be graced by his presence..!

the eccentric man got dressed and headed down the stairs. nothing. oh. maybe a pang of pain hit him. (realistically speaking i guarantee you it was a whole brick wall) "well fuck," he shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "it is what it is, i being myself is the biggest birthday gift..."

this man is ALLERGIC to doubting whatever is going on. modern day founding father of assumption i guess. shidou just accepted the fact everyone forgot and called it a day. which is odd because he would NOT be afraid to rub it in people's faces.

yeah, that accepting facade was quickly shattered the moment you came back. he was like a little puppy that was waiting politely (ahem he was rabid af??)

"[name]! you're back! you didn't forget about me, right..? riiiight?" he excitedly pressed. you demanded him to dress up nicer and he agreed with a snap of a finger.

dragging him by the ear into the car, you two finally made it to your destination. A CLUB? "pfft, a club? with hookers? honey, i already have yo- oh okay," shidou folded immediately.

into the club you two went and oh — oh my gods. there was a whole room DEDICATED for his birthday. with a fat golden happy birthday ribbon taped onto the walls, colourful flashing light. sae. rin. his rivals. his team members. at this point shidou was just in awe. how the hellyante did you get his rivals to join? that is a question no one is bothering to answer. (you're just that good!)

"happy birthday, ryusei!" everyone cheered in unison. tears pricked his eyes as he raised his hands to cover his mouth. turning towards you, he swooped you into a kiss before you could even react.

"best birthday ever," he smiled with such a childish demeanour you felt so healed.

tags ! : @shidoglazer (because its shidou ok </3)

a/n : had to write for my twin honestly #inshidouwet(h)rust! i dont even think any of this make sense wtf is this mischaracterization maybe don't jump me let a girl have fun 😔

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