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thinking about the rin itoshi from before that fight with sae… who was comfortable with some degree of physical affection and was likely well-liked by his teammates
happy birthday to the gorgeous thrilling exhilarating rambunctious violent ryusei shidou!!! I literally do not know how to put my love for you into words, but you are so revolutionary to me and so endearing. I don't care whatever the author does to you in the next chapters or if he makes you into the most irrelevant horny edgy fuck ass ever! You have genuinely rewired the way my brain thinks and I love everything about your freakish looks!!
I probably look like such an idiot writing this in public and like shidou's a real person but that's what a good character he is to me(I have NEVER been this obsessed over a singular character)!! Life is just about expressing yourself and using each day to pour more of yourself into a world which would give you nothing back in return-so why do it according to how anyone else would want it!
havawonderful birthday shidou and keep on doing whatever you have been doing you'll always mean so much to me!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIDOU !
Happy Birthday you Pink Pervert 💗 🎂 🎉
Locker room cake is the best cake 🎂
AYYYE EVERYBODY SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THAT BOYYY 🥳🥳
It’s someone’s birthdayyyy
I really did want to do something RyuSae but it was simply not working out, so just imagine right after this they’re making out or somethin
AAUUUGGHHHHHHHH HAPPY BIRHDAYGY AHHHH
idek where to start i love this stupid pink bug lookin creature explosion beast thing SO MUCH.
like i just understand him so well. he just wants to be free and he did just that, because he wanted to!! hes like an inspiration to me seriously, and hes just so misunderstood for being freaky and violent BUT hes just a lil guy that wants to be free and seen. yes he is definitely freaky and violent but thats not all he is!! hes funny, and he can be calm, he praises his literal rivals when they do better than him because hes such an understanding person. yes i will glaze this man till the day i collapse.
🩷💋I LOVE YOU💋🩷
SHIDOU RYUSEI
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIDOU RYUSEIIII 🥳🥳🥳🩷💥💥🩷🩷🩷 AHGGGGG OMG I LOVE HIM
ive been obsessed with this idiot for over a year now 🥹🥹 i cant believe its actually been so long. i appreciate shidou so sooo much, even if hes just a fictional character. hes so special, hes different from any person or character ive ever seen. i relate to him a lot in a certain way. im so sooo happy were finally going to get his backstory, ive been waiting so long and im so excited to see if my many theories were correct!! happy birthday firework 🎆🩷🩷
Your handkerchief!
Shidou fic for anon (finally someone's request)!
word count: 0,7k
tags: best friends to lovers, fluff, cw nose bleeding, idk what else to write, it's kinda short fic
Shidou loves you even when you’re gross! You could share the dirtiest secrets with him and never be afraid of this understanding gaze ever yielding; no need to filter your thoughts around your best friend! Bare honesty, sincere intentions, raw and intense emotions––all of that defined him.
And this lack of shame veers beyond mental disgust: he’s ready to see and support you in any state, regardless of your appearance. Sick, tired, nasty, sweaty––for him what mattered was you. Oh, how many times his callous hands rubbed your tears and snot, or the times when he held your hair when you kneeled in front of the toiletet––
Anyways, he’d accept you in any way!
Even–– no, especially now!
Your silhouettes were highlighted under the lone stream of streetlight; it was salvation from the darkness of the midnight, as the stars seemed to fade and die around you two. You probably weren’t very sober, unlike Ryusei who decided to pick you up from the bar, loyal companion without staggering gait and mussed hair.
He observed the way you clutched your nose, pavement scrapping your knees––you weren’t even on your feet, and you were in front of him, shuddering from the chilly wind caressing your skin.
“F-fuck...” you muttered, eyelashes fluttering. That was when he saw them, dark red spots, like the wine you had, seeping into the asphalt. Blood, falling in quick droplets right from your nose.
He didn’t even have time to react; you moved on instinct, intoxicated by one or two, you lost your count, glasses. You grabbed the hem of his shirt and put it over your nose.
Like a handkerchief. You let it stain his shirt, gradually colouring the fabric in your fluids. Until the thought reached you––it was wrong!
“W-wait, Ryusei, I’m sorr––” you looked up from his shirt, attempting to let go of him, only to feel the palm on top of your head preventing you from doing so.
“Stay,” he blurted out, looking in your eyes with this unreadable gaze. This expression and quietness from Shidou were barely familiar even to you. He lightly chuckled, swift to reassure. “I mean, it’s fine. Use me however you want.”
He granted you this: callous palm patted your dishevelled hair, while the bittersweet softness in his eyes didn’t relent, pluming your mind. Moreover, the way the bulb shone right behind him, thin rim of the golden light dissipated around the edges of his silhouette, while you had to squint your eyes to make out his sharp features on the face, where the light didn’t properly reach.
“Can’t believe it,” you muttered to yourself, smearing blood over the fabric. “You’re so weird, you know that? I’m staining your shirt and you’re not grossed out even a bit!”
You chuckled, but the joke didn’t land smoothly, which made you avert your gaze.
“Haha... I love you for that, Ryu!” you blurted out mid-giggle to hide the heat crawling up your spine, only to feel a sharp tug on your collar.
You had to quickly stand on your unstable feet, facing Shidou whose eyes sharpened once they drilled in yours. The scent of cologne invaded your nostrils, now devoid of any fabric and freely bleeding down your lips.His hold on you tightened.
“What did you say?” He whispered; danger and risk seeping through his voice, while you were weak to this thrill.
“I-I love you... Ryu,” you repeated. All the previous confidence started wearing off. You started regretting your decisions, mind spiralling––
He crashed his lips over yours, knocking and robbing you off breath, while you melted in the sensation of his lips, devouring him with all the passion you had and hadn’t lost sitting at the counter. Your arms wrapped around each other, not giving the slightest hint on pulling away anytime soon when sharing the taste of alcohol and metal on each other's swirling tongues. Like it was the sensation doing most of the talking, and you let the emotion take over you.
When you both let go, panting and covered in saliva and blood, with these stupid grins plastered on your faces, your head fell on his shoulder from exhaustion.
“I’m dizzy...”
“Yeah, babe, let’s get you home,” he swiftly picked you up, giving you a peck on top of your head.
It was disgusting in some way, but Ryusei was disgustingly yours!
I have no ideas what to write
i BETTER see them appreciation posts and fics tmr for my baby.
Hear me out
This jst reminded me of Sae💀
welcome home
fluff! falling asleep on the sofa whilst waiting for zayne to come home from work, typical lover boy zayne activities
the door opens and zayne sighs in relief, taking off his shoes and hanging his coat. he spots a warm light hovering over the sofa, assuming you probably forgot to turn it off.
he walks over, realising that you stubbornly insisted on waiting for him to come home instead of going to bed. his heart softens as you curl up into yourself to keep warm.
crouching down, he watches fondly as the gentle light shines onto your peaceful features. zayne doesn’t dare to disturb your beauty sleep, but he can’t stand the thought of you waking up with a cramp in your neck.
his arms slide under you, bringing you closer to him in a bridal carry. your head instinctively rests against the crook of his arm, seeking his warmth.
he walks with gentle precision, careful to not wake you up. your eyes flutter, and zayne’s heart drops as he realises he woke you up.
“zaynie?” you ask, your voice groggy with sleep.
“hello my love.” he replies, watching as you try to keep your eyes open.
“you’re here. welcome home.” you say, a small smile appearing on your face.
before he can even say thank you, your eyes droopily close. zayne only smiles adoringly as he watches sleep overcome you.
putting you down gently on the bed, he places the blanket over you and kisses your cheek.
telling you off for sleeping on the sofa will have to wait until tomorrow. but for now, his darling must rest.
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imagine zayne checking your rapid heartbeat with his stethoscope as you struggle to ride his cock from overstimulation after he made you cum 3 times as punishment
september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together
in november I'm getting my shit together
in december I’m getting my shit together
in february I’m getting my shit together
in march I’m getting my shit together
in april I’m getting my shit together
in may I’m getting my shit together
in june I’m getting my shit together
just a friendly reminder you can’t call a fic x reader and then
A) describe the reader’s appearance in detail
B) give the reader a faceclaim / use pictures of random Pinterest women as the “reader” in a SMAU
C) give the reader a name
D) assign the reader a specific ethnic or cultural background unless requested
E) write the “reader” so specifically that they’re basically an OC
If you wanted to do the above then the story should have been x original character and not x reader.
