#something little i really wanted to write for ryu

[nr1chaedickrider]

"you're taking it so well for me, baby."

she emphasizes the petname in a teasing tone, praising you as you grip her shoulder, your nails digging into her skin.

the burning sensation your nails leave on her skin turns ryujin on even more.

the back of her head hits the wall as she looks up to you.

"you look so pretty for me"

"on my lap like such a pretty girl"

you let out another moan, getting used to the stretch as you finally start moving.

"mhm fuck-" you moan out, not being able to keep eye contact with her as you throw your head back.

it all started with a simple photo yuna posted.

which turned into a steamy make out on the couch.

and now you're riding her strap.

she still has her jeans on, the black adidas sports bra fits tightly on her chest.

"look at me my love" she whispers, placing soft kisses on your neck.

you move your head to her command, looking at her.

she starts grinning, her hands on your waist.

"god you're so pretty"

"kinda wish i could show you off to everyone."

she thrusts her hip up, making you scream a little.

"fuck ryu- im gonna-"

"gonna cum for me my love? come on, do it. wanna see you finish all over me."

you keep riding her, nails still scratching her, for a moment you even think you saw some blood.

you lean forward and kiss her, moaning into her mouth as you cum all over her.

"maybe we should finally take this to the bedroom, hm?" she whispers.

[airybcby]

જ⁀♡⊹｡° fallin' back into the hedge maze

( shidou ryusei x fem! reader )

♡ a/n — third part in my series the garden of you! ( masterlist )

♡ word count — 1.4k

♡ content — ryusei shidou x fem! reader, friends to lovers, met when they were 15, all characters are 18+(around 20), Shidou plays pro soccer (not stated where), shidou is a PR NIGHTMARE, i didn't write him as a psycho ( this is just the way i write him sorry :( ) , probably ooc shidou, i think that's it, not proofread!

♡ synopsis — Shidou Ryusei doesn’t care about rules, reputations, or rumors—except when they involve you. You’ve been by his side from the start, and when the world tells him to let you go, he realizes he can’t. Because for once in his life, he wants something more than soccer. he wants you

── .❀ without ever touchin' his skin, how can i be guilty as sin?

You met Shidou Ryusei in the nurse’s office.

You, with a scraped knee and embarrassment staining your cheeks. Him, with blood drying under his nose and a warning slip already crumpled in his pocket.

“What’d you do?” you’d asked, glancing up from your place on the cot.

“Punched a guy in the mouth,” he said simply, like it was nothing new. And it wasn’t.

You stared, unsure if you should laugh or recoil. Then he pointed to your knee. “What about you?”

“Tripped over my own feet.”

That made him laugh. “Nice. That’s a real talent.”

You rolled your eyes. “And you’re proud of your violence?”

“No,” he said, a grin tugging at his lips. “I’m proud of my arm, though.” He lifted his shirt sleeve and gave you a little flex of his bicep.

It shouldn’t have stuck—but it did. 

Something about him, about that crooked smile and how he sat down beside you without asking, like it was the most natural thing in the world, stayed with you.

And he kept coming back.

With time, you became his person.

The one he called when he got benched for a game. The one he dragged to late-night ramen shops when his adrenaline wouldn’t let him sleep. The one he let yell at him when he was being reckless. The only one who could do that, actually.

He wasn’t sweet. He wasn’t soft. But with you, something changed in him. He didn’t become less—he just became real.

And you were always there.

So when the gossip articles first dropped, you laughed.

"Shidou Ryusei Spotted Again With Mystery Girl—A 'Lady of the Night' or Just a Temporary Distraction?"

You held your phone up to him with a laugh in your voice. “Can you believe this? A lady of the night?”

Shidou didn’t laugh.

You noticed how his shoulders stiffened, how his jaw clenched. He stared at the screen too long.

“Ryu?”

He turned away, brushing a hand through his hair. “Fuck that. I don’t care what they say about me.”

“But?”

“But I don’t want them saying that about you.” His voice was quieter now, not angry, just… careful. “You didn’t sign up for this shit.”

You smiled. “Neither did you, technically.”

He looked at you—really looked at you. Sitting cross-legged on his couch with a black clay mask drying across your face and the faint sound of anime playing in the background.

And suddenly, he didn’t want the world to touch this. You.

His you.

The media didn’t care about love or loyalty. They cared about the headlines.

And soon enough, it wasn’t just gossip blogs. It was his agent. His team. His PR rep.

“If you keep being seen with her, Ryusei, you’re tanking your own reputation.”

Shidou sat across the glass table in some too-clean office, hair still damp from training, fingers tapping the arm of his chair with a rhythm that barely masked his irritation.

His PR manager didn’t even look up from the tablet. “One more article like that and you’ll lose endorsements. Sponsors. Contract bonuses.”

“Then they can leave,” he said flatly.

She finally looked up. “You don’t mean that.”

“I do.” His voice was like a knife—sharp, steady, dangerous. 

“Stop seeing her or your career goes down the drain.” She repeated it like a threat.

But to him, it sounded like a test.

Because for the first time, Shidou Ryusei realized that soccer—his first love, his identity, his everything—was not forever.

There would be a day when his body couldn’t keep up. When the crowds moved on. When the world stopped chanting his name.

But you?

You could still be there.

And in that sterile office, under fluorescent lights and corporate warnings, he made a decision.

“I pick her.”

When he showed up at your door that night, he didn’t kick it open with jokes. He didn’t bring snacks or try to drag you somewhere.

He just stood there.

Quiet. Fidgeting.

You blinked. “Ryu?”

He stepped inside. Closed the door. Sat on your couch. For a long time, he didn’t say anything.

“Are you okay?” you finally asked, sitting beside him.

“I was gonna lose everything today,” he said. “They said I had to stop seeing you.”

Your chest tightened.

He turned to face you, and it was the first time you’d ever seen him look tired—not physically, but in his bones. Like something in him had shifted.

“I picked you.”

You blinked. “You what?”

“I told them to fuck off.” He let out a dry laugh. “I told them I’d rather lose soccer than lose you.”

Silence filled the room.

Your throat went tight. “Ryu…”

He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. “I’ve spent my whole life playing this game like it’s all I have. And maybe it was, back then. But now?” He looked at you. “You’re the only thing that makes any of this worth it.”

There were no fireworks. No dramatic kisses. Just his hand finding yours. His fingers lacing through with a quiet desperation.

“I need you, okay?” His voice cracked, just barely. “Even when I’m old and washed-up and my knees are fucked—I’ll still need you.”

And you, who had been there from the beginning, who saw through all the noise and stayed anyway—you squeezed his hand back.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

It happens one night after a match—one of those games where he scores, tears down the field like a wildfire, and blows a kiss toward the stands. He doesn’t explain who it’s for.

But you know.

Later, you meet him just outside the tunnel. The press is swarming, cameras flashing, voices shouting over one another, but it’s like he doesn’t hear any of it. He spots you and immediately breaks away from his teammates.

“Ryusei—” his PR agent tries, already panicking.

Too late.

He strides up to you with a cocky smile, but his eyes soften the second he sees your face. You’re holding a drink he likes, wearing that stupid oversized hoodie that somehow makes him want to kiss you and tease you at the same time.

And before you can say anything, he takes your hand.

Not just lightly—fully. Fingers laced, thumb brushing over your knuckles, pulling you into his side like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

You blink. “What are you doing?”

“Letting them see.” He doesn’t stop walking. Doesn’t look at the reporters screaming his name. “They’re gonna write about it anyway. Might as well give them a good picture.”

Your heart hammers. He’s warm beside you, steady in a way he’s never let the world see. No flash in his eyes, no fake grin. Just this raw, easy calm that makes you feel like maybe the chaos doesn’t get to him after all—not when he’s with you.

That night, the internet practically breaks.

There are headlines, think-pieces, and more than a few jealous fans. His PR team is on fire. But Shidou? He’s completely unbothered.

In fact, he’s sprawled across your couch, shirtless, legs propped on the table, and the two of you are in matching strawberry clay masks. He’s got an arm draped around you, head resting against yours, and a shared tub of ice cream melting between your thighs.

“You know,” you mumble as you scoop a bite into your mouth, “this is probably the worst time for a scandal.”

Shidou hums. “Nah. I’m turning the scandal hot.”

You snort, which makes him grin wider.

Then—without warning—he reaches for his phone, opens up his social media, and snaps a photo: you looking caught mid-bite, mask cracking slightly at the edges, his arm wrapped tight around you as he leans into frame with his usual devil-may-care grin.

You pause. “You’re not posting that.”

“Watch me.”

And before you can stop him, it’s up.

A blurry, real, heart-wrenchingly normal photo of the two of you.

The caption?

my lady of the night 💗

It’s obnoxious. Ridiculous. Him.

And somehow, it’s also the most honest declaration of love he’s ever made.

Because in a world that’s tried to spin him into something violent, dangerous, unpredictable—he wanted them to see this. You. The softness he never lets anyone else touch. The calm after the fire.

And the world doesn’t turn on him. His sponsors don’t drop him. His fans… some are confused, some are thrilled, and a good chunk just reply with:

this mf is in LOVE.

He doesn’t deny it. Not once.

Because Shidou Ryusei knows now that nothing lasts forever. Fame fades. Bodies break. Even the cherry blossoms fall.

But this?

You?

He’ll hold on to you for as long as he can.

And he’s not hiding it anymore.

shidou i will forever make you ooc if it means ppl stop treating you like you're only a monster

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[cigarettesaftersae]

Cream puff extra

note: uhh first time smut (it's not really smut at the same time)

CW: kinda smut (making out, kissing, hands touching everywhere)

art: @/pa1077 on twitter

The pencil in your hand stood solid for a good minute in your hands, you eyes only leveled at your diary. You promised today, you had to write your diary entry. Since the notebook remain empty on pages for some days— knock knock— who? You jumped a little at the sudden sound. So focused onto this one situation you practically forgot everything around you, even the cat plushie on the floor you forgot to pick up. Looking over to the window you spot a creepy figure—intruder!—wait…Ryu?..

Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest, adrenaline surging—until you realized it wasn’t an intruder. It was just Ryusei. The surface pads of your fingers quickly open the window, nicely welcoming in your intruder.

“Ryu—my parents are here and it’s midnight, are you..okay?”

“Don't got any cuts or bruise buzz” he lets his feet rest on the carpet on your room, acting nonchalant on breaking in your house

“Shouldn't you be home? We start school tomorrow…”

“Yeah we do…” He scoffs away the mention of School, hardly caring about that topic. “Is Summer asleep?”

“Yes, you can't wake her up” he invites himself on your bed, picking up the cat plushie on the floor and hugging it into his chest. Why would he be here before school started again? Is he in trouble? Or—running from the police?!

“Ryu tell me what's going on?”

“Nothing cupcake, just missed the pretty little nose of yours. Can’t I visit my dear buzz?”

“We hanged out and called this whole summer and we go to the same school? You visit me everyday…seriously is everything okay—”

“And I said I wanted to see ya, nothing hard to understand hm?”

Simple words yes, but you knew him. Too well, way too well. You practically spent this wholeeeeeee summer with him. On call, in-person, with Summer or not, you and him were two peas in a pod. Even Lui got jealous because Ryusei somehow ate more popsicles with you than you did with her. “Ryu, I…” you began, shy on your words. You wanted to tell him it was okay to soften up. Your his friend, he’s your friend. Encourage him on the journey of life, that whatever's on his mind, you’d never hate him for it. You can't think in s world where you would ever hate him. You don't even think you could live a real life if he one day just disappeared. You have to tell him!

What if you say something stupid…? Maybe he doesn't even care. For some friend yapping about the syrup of truth. Like anybody cared about what you say.

He’s your friend. “I…I want you to know I’m here.” You avoid eye contact as you voice your concerns. Embarrassed of your wisdom but nonetheless you didn't want your greatest friend to feel like he couldn't tell you anything. “I know we haven’t really gotten to talk about much real...emotional stuff but you're very special to me Ryu. I just hope that you can be comfortable when you—” desperate, hungry, cruelling hands scratch the back of your neck and head pushing you to his direction—the direction of his lips. Burning, a vigorous, longing kiss drenched your tongue against his warm muscle. You didn't even realize you had slowly lied down on your back, the muscle figure of Ryu’s so eager to press his skin onto yours. You could taste the spit dripping, swirling, licking your gums, and teeth, all over the inside of your delicious mouth.

He tasted more sweet than any baking you handled.

The pulse on your moist tongue never felt more pleasurable, the insatiable demand that took control over your body was breathless—heart-pounding. Your hands on the sides of his sharp jaw, his hands on the sides of your pretty waist, your tempting meat of hips. You just couldn't stop, neither could he. His hot, thrilling lips tasted you whole, but if it was one thing. It was passionate, pure, true, and hot. Sweaty, alluring, and bloodthirsty. Love not lust. The bed began to creek little by little as he pushed you down deeper. As he slowly let his tip of tongue take one more taste of yours, a string of salvia followed dramatically, all while looking sublime. A moment passed as you both took a minute to breathe. His breath kissed your nose and so did yours to his. You didn’t have anymore words to say, at all. His eyes not begging to not leave yours and his forehead sweating against yours. “I wish I could stay longer…just with you…” his words were so, so quiet “I’ll see you later buzz” he then left one more kiss—on your soft cheeks and left out the window before you could gather the remaining consciousness, hopefully he didn't eat it while he was kissing—uh…making out? Eating? Exactly what was that.

Note: kiss was about 7 seconds, july 7th is his bday and the amount of months you've been friends with him

[blurry-lock]

SPIDER! SHIDOU RYUSEI x READER

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Another shidou fic because I feel we need more!! I’m obsessed with spiderman aus

What you need to know: spiderman au, best friends to lovers, gender neutral reader, injuries and slight blood mentions, mention of assault (not graphic, just a mention that happened) swearing, suggestive, lmk if there’s something else I didn’t include!

“You think spiderman is hot?” You smirked, chuckling slightly as you asked Shidou. You were both in your room, doing some school project and gossiping as you often do.

Shidou chuckled and shook his head. “You have a thing for masked men or what?” He tilted his head as he fiddled with his pen. He got slightly nervous everytime you asked something about the city’s hero, you didn’t know he was spiderman, not yet.

“Okay maybe I do… but that’s not the point! I mean like, is he hot behind his mask?” You raised an eyebrow, wondering what spiderman looked.

To be honest you had a small crush on spidey, you’ve interacted a few times with him and he was very charming, very flirtatious. He somehow reminded you of Shidou a little that’s why Shidou is a fan of him too, at least that’s what you thought. More than just a crush, you were deeply thankful, you always shared your gratitude towards him and your story of how he saved you some time back when a creep follow you and tried to assault you or when you were caught in the middle of a fight with some other villain and him taking you to safety without forgetting to say some flirtatious comment or a compliment.

You liked his style, it looked like he really was into fashion. His suit was pink and black with some pretty small horns on top of his mask. You had several drawings and posters of him drawn and gifted to you by Shidou who knew you liked him a lot.

“Well… I think he might be pretty hot, handsome, stunning even” he chuckled as he tried to calm down his nerves by writing something for the project. He didn’t know how to feel knowing his best friend had a crush on spiderman (him) while at the same time he was in love with you.

He wanted to tell you his secret, but was scared, Shidou Ryusei, THE spiderman, was scared. Would you hate him for not telling you before? Would you still like him? Would you want to date him? Would that put you in potencial danger? He had many questions and didn’t know how to fix this issue.

“Ha! Bet, he can do whatever he wants with me honestly…” you giggled slightly and bit your lip as you imagined sceneries with spidey.

Shidou blushed subtly at your words and was lost in thought, feeling slightly jealous even tho… he was the same person, but you didn’t know it.

“Hey… are you there Ryu?” You waved your hand near his eyes, snapping him out of his thoughts. To you, he was acting weird, you never see him this lost in thought.

“Huh… yeah, yeah, I was just thinking…” he mumbled, shaking his head. He wanted to tell you the truth and kiss you senseless, imagining some sceneries of his own.

“What? You jealous or sum?” You teased him, ruffling his hair playfully.

“No, it’s just- forget it…” he sighed and checked his phone, a notification of a villain causing trouble popping on his feed alarming him. “Can you continue the project without me? Something came up”

“Huh? I mean sure I can but, is everything okay?” You tilted your head, confused with his sudden change of demeanor.

“Yeah, it’s nothing bad, just Aiku asking for something” he lied, he felt bad he had to lie to you. He would see how to tell you his identity later, he needed to save the city now, he couldn’t ignore his duty.

You nodded, still feeling somewhat confused, but you didn’t pushed further, maybe he would tell you later what happened, right?

┈┈・୨ 🕸️ ୧・┈┈

The days passed and Shidou was acting weirder and weirder, he was distant and every time you asked him to hang out or ask if he was okay he would dismiss you, tell you he was just “busy” or that he already had plans with Aiku.

You were worried, you didn’t want to pressure him into telling something maybe he wasn’t ready to tell you, but you couldn’t help but overthink what was going on. If he had plans with Aiku and Aiku was a well known player, did he introduce Shidou to someone else? Was he seeing someone? Your heart ached, but why? He was just your friend or did you have some feelings you didn’t even were aware of them?

You were even more concerned when you decided to ask Aiku if Shido had a partner and what did they do on their “plans” only to find out Aiku didn’t know about this.

“Nah pretty face, I haven’t been out with him for a while now, he always says he’s busy…” Aiku told you as he leaned on the wall, smirking at you.

“That’s weird… i’m worried for him, you know?” You sighed and looked away, thoughtful.

“Yeah i’m kinda worried to… but anyway, i’m still free for you, ya know?” He grinned and moved a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Don’t start Aiku, you know I would never go out with you” you sighed and began to walk away, leaving Aiku with an unsatisfied pout as your thoughts lingered on Shidou.

┈┈・୨ 🕸️ ୧・┈┈

Later one night as you couldn’t sleep from all the turmoil and encountered feelings, laying down on your bed and staring at the roof something made you snap out of your thoughts, a loud thud in your window. You jumped and walked to the window, your heart racing as you opened the window trying to see what was that sound when a figure bursted into you room and collapsing to the floor, you gasped and looked down only to see spiderman.

He was laying on the floor slightly groaning in pain as his body was covered in blood, scratches and injuries, some parts of his suit even were ripped off.

“What the fuck?! W-wha… what happened? How do you know this was my house?” Your heart sank at the sight of spiderman injured, but why did he come to you?

“D-don’t worry about it pretty… can you maybe help me?” He panted slightly, you helped him stood up and guided him to you bed, he sat and leaned on your wall, his body tensing from the pain.

“I’ll get the med kit, just stay with me!” You ran through your closet, desperately searching for the med kit, once you found it you sat next to him and checked his injuries. “I… I need you take of your shirt… is that okay?” You blushed slightly.

He just nodded and you took out his shirt, leaving his mask on. You ran your fingers through his injuries as he flinched slightly from the pain, they looked like burns from friction, though they didn’t seem to need stitches or something more serious. You stared at his shirtless body, he was very muscular, even with all the injuries he looked hot.

You snapped out of your thoughts and shook your head as you started cleaning his wounds, he looked like he was struggling to breathe through the mask, your lips trembled as you opened your mouth. “I think… you need to take off the mask…” you suggested, expecting a deny from his part thinking he won’t reveal his identity to a random person he barely knows.

He sighed and slowly started to take off his mask, your eyes widening at every inch of face he was revealing until he took it off completely and you were met with….

“Ryu?!” You tensed, your lower lip shaking not knowing what to say or do. You expected his secret to be everything but this. “Y-you are-“

You were caught off when he gathered all his force and pulled you closer, making you straddle his lap and crashing his lips with yours in a needy and desperate kiss. You froze in place but quickly composed yourself to kissed him back, your heart hammering your chest and your face reddening at the situation. In that moment all your worries seemed to fade as you let out all your feelings in that kiss.

“Am I hot then?” He smirked, pulling away from the kiss as he panted softly.

You let out a chuckle and playfully slapped his shoulder, causing him to groan in pain. “Idiot… you should’ve told me before”

He chuckled and rubbed his shoulder. “Hey! I’m injured be careful pretty…” he remained silent for about five seconds, just staring at you with a stupid grin. “I’m sorry… I guess I didn’t want to put you in danger and… i was… scared” he mumbled the last part, slightly embarrassed to admit his feelings.

You sighed and ruffled his hair. “Your secret stays with me, i’ll be fine Ryu” you smiled as your heart fluttered from all the feelings you experienced. That kiss felt nice, it was very freeing.

You blushed suddenly, remembering all the things you said to Shidou about spiderman. “Uh… does that mean… you knew all this time about my feelings about you… well, spidey”

His smirk widened as he looked at you with an amusing look. “Are you still down for that or…?”

You widened your eyes and blushed even harder as the realization was starting to sink.

He placed his hands on your waist, going down to your hips and sliding to your rear “So… can I do anything I want with you? Maybe we can-“ he groaned in pain as you hit him again.

“R-ryu!” Your face reddened at his suggestion, the embarrassment from all your dirty confessions was still there but, it didn’t sound that bad since you now realize you really liked Shidou maybe you could try… No! He was still injured and you needed to keep tending his wounds, but definitely will do something when he felt better. “J-just let me take care of your wounds and we’ll see later…” you huffed as you went back to cleaning his wounds.

He chuckled as he caressed your sides. “Fine, fine… I don’t mind a sexy nurse taking care of me now~”

“Shut. Up.” You gritted your teeth as you tried to dismiss your blush, he got to your skin so easy, you tried to stay mad but you couldn’t help but let a small smirk escape from your lips.

Maybe this wasn’t too bad, being with spiderman that at the same time was your long time best friend.

The end!! I had so much fun writing this short fic fr, sorry if there’s some mistakes english is not my first language.

Also I tried to make this very gender neutral so pointing out any mistakes i did, tips, etc are highly appreciated ^^

Im trying to make a lot of shidou fics bc i think they aren’t enough, i mean, i swear every time i say i like shidou i feel like crazy because no one gets it 😭 they don’t understand how much i love this man fr…

Lmao anyway i hope you like it and stay tuned for more fics, feel free to give me some ideas or suggestions!

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[ilsanslut]

꒷♡꒷ DOWN BOY!

♰ featuring: shidou ryusei [blue lock]

♰ note: i've been having unholy thoughts of feral/muzzled!shidou for the longest time now and was ITCHING to write this i stg that image of him in the manga in the straight jacket made ME feral. (spoilerss?????? ig???? not rlly???) but uhhh yeah, enjoy!

sypnosis: you want to try something different in the bedroom. your boyfriend is not happy about it in the slightest. wc: 4.8k content/trigger warning(s): 18+. smut. fem/fem-bodied reader. switch!reader. switch!ryusei. bondage. use of handcuffs. use of a muzzle/restraint mask. use of cock rings. implied thick/chubby!reader. SHIDOU RYUSEI HIMSELF. feral!ryusei. slight pet play(?) (idk u make him whimper for u and refer to him as a dog/mutt). degradation. orgasm denial/edging. dry orgasms. ball-sucking. unprotected sex. big dick!ryu agenda! cervix-fucking. squirting. rough sex. dacryphilia. spanking. choking. creampie/breeding. cursing. excessive mentions of drool/saliva/spitting. groping. hair pulling. ONE cock slap.꒷꒦

“Babe, is all of this really necessary?”

Ryusei sighed in a bored tone as you clicked the second pair of fuzzy handcuffs around his slender wrist. You rolled your eyes as you straddled his naked waist, trying to figure out how to cuff the other end of the fluffy device to your shared headboard. He has been asking questions like this ever since you first suggested letting you top him.

Handcuffs, babe, really?

A cock ring—what is that supposed to be for?

Is that . . . Is that a muzzle?

Despite the fact that it seemed like he was asking you a never-ending stream of questions, you knew it was just his feeble attempt to try and sway you. It wouldn’t. However, you thought it was funny because, when you first suggested it, he was ecstatic at the prospect of you on top. He was, however, immediately protesting it after noticing all of the little toys and trinkets you pulled out to use on him. A black restraint mask that was intended to cover the lower half of his face and reveal his scowling lips, as well as handcuffs, a cock ring, and other items. It was no secret that he loved touching you, biting you, breeding you, and ravishing you any chance he got, and the fact that all of the items you brought prevented him from doing as he pleased annoyed him to no end.

Whatever the case, the mere thought of you domming him was enough to make him put up with this torture.

After figuring out how to cuff the handcuff to the bed, you grabbed both of Ryusei’s wrists and gave them a few firm tugs to make sure that they wouldn’t come undone. He, on the other hand, was more focused on your attire: a set of hot pink lacy lingerie that matched his eyes and perfectly complemented your skin tone. The sight of your full breasts dangling in his face was enough to arouse him, and the feeling of your thighs pressing against his sides had his semi-hard cock already straining against the fabric of his thin boxers.

Reaching to your side, you grabbed the black muzzle/mask that resembled the one he wore while being restrained in blue lock and secured it to his face. You noticed the irritated furrow of his brow, how his fuschia hues cast themselves elsewhere, away from you, and the way the corner of his lips pulled downward in an unamused frown. You could not help but giggle at him, finding it hilarious that your boyfriend was pouting so much over the fact that he could not touch you.

Placing two fingers along the side of his jaw, you turned his head to face your own, relishing in the way he purposely forced his eyes away from you so that he didn’t have to meet your gaze. “Aww, no need to look so pouty, Ryu.” You teased, mimicking his pout with a mocking one of your own. “Is the muzzle too tight on you, doggy?”

That caught his attention. His previously bored expression abruptly changed to one of vexation as his eyes darted to yours in a ferocious glare. His teeth bared at you from the mask's tiny bars, sharp canines clenched together from his indignation. He jostled under you in an attempt to lunge for you, but the cuffs held him taut.

Had he not been restrained, you knew that it would’ve been over for you if he managed to get his hands on you. You shifted your hips back to press down against his bulge, both of your hands resting against his muscled chest as you balanced yourself on top of him. Whatever curses he had on the verge of forming on his lips had died into a strangled moan. The sensation of your clothed pussy being pressed against his sensitive shaft had him reeling almost instantly into submission, causing you to smirk in triumph. He was always so easy to control when he was horny.

“That’s what I thought, pup.” You jabbed, patting him (condescendingly) lovingly atop his head, to which he responded with a small growl.

“Don’t push it, angel.”

Grinning impishly, you planted a kiss atop his mask, right where his lips should have been. From there, you continued to leave a trail of hot, slow kisses down his jaw, neck, chest, and abs until you reached your destination. Your minxish eyes locked onto his as your digits threaded themselves into the boxer's waistband. You then gently kissed the area where his tip, which was already dripping and staining the fabric, strained against the boxers. He tossed his head back with a groan, his cock twitching before you with anticipation. As you slowly pulled his boxers down his thighs, his cock would spring free, nearly slapping against your nose as it swayed erotically against Ryusei’s pelvis.

You couldn’t help but coo, watching as he twitched pathetically in front of you, aching for your touch. “You poor, poor thing. Already so pent up, and I’ve barely started touching you yet.” He didn’t respond to you, his hips bucking towards your face as you could feel his thighs spasming beneath you. “Too bad, you won’t be able to cum until I say so~.” Reaching into your collection of trinkets, you pulled out a pink silicone cockring and pinched it between your fingertips, holding it up tauntingly for him to see while sitting between his legs.

Ryusei reacted to this by whimpering indignantly, clenching his fists in the cuffs, and shaking his head with desperation. “B-Babe, c’mon. You don’t have ta’ do all of this.” He tried to reason with you, but you weren’t budging.

“Oh, but I do, Ryu~!” As you spoke, your voice was ablaze with glee. With one hand holding the base of his cock, you forced it to rise while using the other to place the cockring on his sensitive tip and roll it down at a rather agonizingly slow pace. The feeling of the tight ring sliding down his cock caused the blonde to hiss in both discomfort and pleasure as his heels dug into the bed and his hips bucked into your touch. “Think of it as my revenge for all the times you roped me into your horny little exhibitionist habits.”

“Oh, I’ll show you ‘revenge’ you little—”

You cut him off, unamused, with a firm squeeze of your digits around the cockring, making him toss his head back and cry out—a silent reminder that you were the one in control here. His cock twitched, his blushed tip turning an even darker shade of red as he was obviously pent up beyond relief.

“F-Fuck, fuck, okay! Y-Y/N, please, just do something!” He pleaded as he writhed beneath your now delicate touch, his hips thrusting into the air dryly. “Feels like I’m bouta’ explode here…”

Since you had already planned to do so, you decided to comply with his desperate pleas. You lean toward the underside of his cock and his two hairless balls, which have started to swell with his virile seed. You parted your lips, allowing your drooling tongue to lick over the seam of those fat orbs, drowning them with your skillful muscle and affection. Wrapping your lips around one of them, you suctioned it into your mouth, sensually rolling it around your tongue with a gentle hum that shot to his cock before moving on to the next one. Ryusei hissed, panting, his heels dug into the sheets, peering down at you through his blurry vision as you pleasured his balls.

You met his gaze with a wink as you placed a kiss on either one before proceeding upwards, slobbering along the underside of his length with your pillowy orifice until you reached his destined tip. Almost immediately, your soft brims enveloped around his cock, drawing inch by inch into your accommodating throat. Ryusei, the greedy slut that he was, started to desperately hump your face in an attempt to release the pressure he was feeling, but his efforts were in vain. While he was strong, he was heavily restrained in this position, and with your body weight pressing against his hips to keep them down, there was not much he could do.

“F-Fuck, babe, I-I can’t. Ngh, p-please. Your mouth feels s’fuckin’ good . . “ He babbled, drool pooling from his whimpering brims. He looked so pretty like this, begging for more, his face flushed as fat tears pooled in the corners of his eyes—you wanted to ruin him.

“Eyes on me, Ryu.” You ordered, your thumb rolling teasingly along his sensitive tip, and he tried. He really, really tried, but he was so stimulated that he couldn’t stop them from crossing and rolling in the back of his head. “C-Caan’t~!” He whined helplessly, his hips thrusting into your touch. “Y/N, I-I’m gonna…”

“I know, baby, do it. Come undone for me…” You purred as you wrapped your lips around his tip once more, this time going so far as to take him all the way to his base in one stroke, your pretty nose pressing against his pelvis and his fine patch of blonde hair. He throbbed against your soft tongue, his balls clenching and pulsing against your chin.

“T-The ring! God. Please, Y/N. Move the ring! W-Wanna cum down your throat . . . make a pretty mess of that f-fucking gorgeous face.”

You hummed with amusement, pulling your mouth off of his cock so that you could shake your head at him. Smirking sinfully, you sat up straight and vigorously pumped his shaft, much to his dismay. “Nu-uh. You can cum just like this baby or not at all.” More tears streamed from his eyes as you grinned cruelly at him, and his brims ripped with a howl of frustration and ecstasy.

“Y-Y/N, you f-fucking bi—” Your other hand cupped his balls while your busy hand tightened the squeeze on his cock, moving more forcefully. You're practically milking him now. “Ahn, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck~!”

As his orgasm finally overcame him, he abruptly lost his voice and began to violently convulse. His hips trembled and twitched in your hands. His thighs shook against yours as his back arched upward and his fists gripped the chains of the fuzzy handcuffs. His lips were drooling with saliva as his eyes rolled into the back of his skull, and a series of whiny whimpers and moans escaped him. His body thrashed as he struggled to wriggle free of your vice grip, which was still relentlessly pumping him throughout his dry orgasm. As his release reverberated through him, you could feel his balls clench and his cock pulse in your palm, shooting fictitious ropes of cum. Funnily enough, despite his intense "cumming," he still remained rock-hard, with his cock still standing proud in your palm.

“You look so pretty like this, Ryu~” You purred, admiring his thoroughly blissed out expression. His eyes were unfocused and half-lidded, his cheeks were flushed a deep maroon, and his lips were glossy from drool and tinged red and swollen from him biting them. But when he heard your voice, he seemed to return to reality. "Y–Y/N . . . Let me the fuck out of these things now, or so help me, I will fucking murder you," he snarled, his teeth baring once again and his eyes narrowing into a furious glare as he tried to break free of his handcuffs and lunge at you.

His tone was serious, as were his words, but you knew he wouldn’t actually kill you . . . maybe.

You sighed, shaking your head a verbal rampage of swears and half-hearted threats continued to escape his lips. You raised your hand, placing a firm smack against his cock, the appendage slapping against his thigh with an audible “plap”. His body twitched once more, and he let out a mix of a snarl and a throaty groan simultaneously.

“Don’t be so dramatic, Ryu. You’re acting like some untamed mutt.” You muttered, enjoying in amusement at how his expression appeared to flare more from his outrage.

You stood on your knees between his legs, turning around so that your rear was facing him. Your thumbs hooked into the waistband of your lacey panties, sliding them down teasingly at an agonizing pace. When Ryusei saw your ample rear exposed to him, you could hear his breath catch in his throat. However, what really got his attention were the thin threads of translucent arousal that still connected your puffy folds to your panties. Of course, you would become aroused by his torment.

“Fortunately, I already possess the ideal remedy for taming feral creatures like you~.” You turned back to face him, crawling up his body until you were straddling his waist once more. Reaching for the restraint mask, you undid the buckle behind his mask, allowing it to slide away from his face and reveal the full extent of his drool-stained lips and chin. You smirked slyly as you balled up the panties in one hand and grabbed Ryusei's cheeks in the other, squeezing until his jaw finally gave way enough for you to stuff your panties into his mouth. He was glowering at you with promised malice. You were certain that if looks could kill, you would be long dead, but so be it. You leaned down and gently kissed his nose, to which he growled in response.

Returning to your original position lower on his body, you turned around so that he would be able to see your ass perfectly as you straddled his waist. Your digits took hold of his sensitive length and guided it up to your plump folds as your hips rose, before slowly and delightfully lowering yourself onto it. Both of you released guttural moans from the intrusion as Ryusei’s cock filled you inch by inch until you had finally settled on his hilt. The feeling of being filled to the brim by his cock elicited nothing but a loud, pornographic mewl of absolute ecstasy from your lips. Behind you, you could hear your partner making strangled groans, and you could feel him trembling beneath you. He was pleading with you to move, to do anything, from behind the makeshift gag. Of course, you willingly obliged because you were as desperate as he was.

You made an arch in your back and began to rock your hips back and forth and up and down along his cock, your hands on his thighs, as you began to ride him within an inch of his life. Your ass pounded rhythmically on his pelvis, the rather obscene sound reaching both of your ears as it reverberated off the bedroom walls, encouraging you to go faster and harder. When you heard Ryusei's choked and muffled groans, you couldn't help but clench tightly around his cock. His inability to do anything but watch as your ass rippled against his pelvis while pinned beneath you, along with the sensation of his cock hitting those deep sweet spots inside of you, enthralled you with euphoria. You could tell he was getting ready for another dry release because you could feel his still-sensitive cock throbbing inside of you with need and because of the way he suddenly began to thrash behind you.

“Settle down, Ryu.” You chided gently through your breathless pants and pleasured moans, slowing your pace so you could instead rock your hips along his own, grinding yourself delightfully against him. “Or else I might not let you—”

SNAP!

“. . .Cum.”

Your hips slowed to a halt, breath catching in your throat as the sound of something metallic snapping was audible. You were not a moron; you were perfectly aware of what that noise was. You slowly turned to look over your shoulder at the offender as if it were a scene from a horror film, only to find that your worst suspicions had been proven correct. Ryusei sat partially upright, one end of the fuzzy cuffs still fastened to the bed, it’s chain severed, and the other still connected to his wrist—his chest rising and falling erratically from his heavy panting. His face contorted into a mask of fury, his brows furrowing in a dark storm. His eyes were wild and alight with some kind of feral sadistic glee, blazing with an intensity that was both frightening and arousing. His lips were furrowed between a joker-like grin and a ferocious snarl as his sharp canines bared along the fabric of your panties, which were still balled in his mouth.

Oh, he was going to fuck you up.

“R-Ryusei . . .” You stuttered, your voice soft and already pleading, as though you were trying to reason with a feral beast.

His movements were nearly faster than sound, and he remained silent as his now-unbound hand grabbed the wrist that was still restrained and pulled it free with a single, powerful tug.

He was free.

Silence filled the room you two were in as neither of you uttered a word—you not daring to speak, and Ryusei was too busy savoring your fear to ruin his moment. Panic etched deep lines onto your face as your heart skipped a beat, and terror surged through your veins like ice. His cock, still nestled deep inside of you, twitched. He was getting aroused by this.

You scrambled to get off of him, like an imaginary gunshot signaling the start of the race, with every intention of running as far away from him as you could, but it was futile. You could not compare to him in terms of strength or speed. The instant you turned to flee, he was tackling you down to the mattress, causing you to scream in a combination of surprise and terror.

“Oh, nah, baby. Where you goin’?” He started after removing his panties from your mouth, placing them mockingly beside your head as he pressed his full weight into you. He had a hand placed firmly between your shoulder blades, and both of his thighs were caging your own to keep you pinned beneath him. “You don’t get to put me through all of this shit.” He paused, giving you a harsh thrust to accentuate his point, which drew a breathless gasp from you. “And think that you get to run away with your tail tucked between these pretty legs.” He snarled, leaning so close to you that you could feel his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“R-Ryu, I-I’m sorry!” You whined as you writhed beneath him, attempting to save yourself from whatever impending hell he was going to put you through.

He cackled deviously, tossing his head back in pure, unadulterated lunacy while he pulled his cock from your dripping folds. “Oh, are you?” He would inquire, a faux pout on his lips as he grabbed that stupid ring you had on his cock and pulled it free with a grunt despite the pain. “Ohh, fuck yeah. Can finally breathe.” He breathed as pre drooled from his tip.

“Y-Yes! I just wanted to have a little fun with yo—”

He interrupted you with a hard smack to your ass, causing you to sob aloud. “Fun? You call that fun, babe?” He snarled, fisting at your tresses and yanking your head back so that your ear was once again against your lips. “I’ll show you fuckin’ fun.”

You squealed as his two large, strong hands seized your hips, forcing you to rest on your knees. Before you could regain your bearings, his hand pressed against the back of your skull and pushed your face harshly into the sheets. Once in position, he pressed his hips against your own, laying his cock over your ass and thrusting languidly against your pillowy cheeks. He took two large handfuls of your rear and began groping and kneading the flesh with his hands, giving you a few heavy smacks here and there until your cheeks were turning red and you were a whimpering mess.

“Such a pretty ass here you have, baby.” As his thrusting grew faster between your cheeks, you felt the blunt head of his tip press against your puckered hole. “Maybe I’ll have fun with you here instead…”

Your breath hitched in your throat, craning your head to the side so that you could see him peering down maliciously at you from over the swell of your ass. You were no stranger to Ryusei's sex escapades, but anal was something the two of you had yet to explore because the thought of all the preparation and pain frightened you to the core. He was aware of this, which is why his grin became more deviant when your eyes met and he noticed the worried gaze.

“Ryu, n-no, I-I can’t, I’m not ready—!”

He tossed his head back with malicious laughter once more, clearly enjoying your torment as he pressed the blunt head of his cock against your puckered hole, but he never applied enough force to break the resistance.

“You’re so pretty, y’know that, princess?” One of his hands left your ass to seize your hair in a vice-like grip again, pulling you up so that your back was flush against his chest. His other hand reached for your chin, lanky digits gripping your cheeks and puckering your lips in an adorable manner. It was undeniable how his fuschia hues seemed to glow brighter with desire at the sight of your soft, glossy brims. “Makes me wanna fuck ya up even more . . “

He grumbled, his lips pressing against yours in a passionate liplock. It was clumsy, messy, and full of lewd tongue-to-tongue contact between Ryusei and you. He claimed your brims, ramming his long tongue deeper into your drooling maw as his tongue tangled with your own. He drew it out of your mouth, sharp incisors gnawing teasingly on the soft muscle while greedy brims sucked hungrily on your flesh, eager for more of your taste. It was hard to breathe. He was suffocating you, and yet you were enjoying every minute of it.

When he finally pulled away, several thin strings of drool connected your lips to his own, to which he would grin and place another sloppy smooch on your lips again. Keeping your lips puckered, he would apply more pressure to your cheeks until your pliant jaw fell slack. He pursed his own lips, drawing up saliva in his mouth, before his long tongue saliciously lulled out of his mouth, globs of drool rolling from his maw and into your own, which you would obediently swallow, having performed this action for him plenty of times before.

“Atta girl.” He chuckled, placing two firm smacks against your round cheeks, making you keen and flinch. “Such an obedient little slut, f’me.”

The hand in your hair jerked you around again, forcing you back into the sheets before you could protest as he pressed his full weight against you, hips flush against yours—the ideal position for a prone bone. Keeping you pinned beneath him, he raised his hips so that he could line himself up with your entrance before slowly, tantalizingly sinking the entirety of his length into you. The position, combined with the delectable curve of Ryusei's cock, had you gasping with delight as you felt his cock caressing the deepest parts of you.

“Hah, shit~.” He drawled into your ear as his hips suddenly slammed forward with a single, savage thrust. His glans slammed into your cervix in a single smooth thrust, digging into the squishy entrance to your womb as if trying to pry you open, his cock's curves perfectly hugged by the pleats and folds of your pussy. His pace was sloppy and uncoordinated at first—each roll of his hips was frenzied and rough, as if the only thing on his mind was punishing your poor little pussy for the torment you had inflicted on him only moments before.

Your cries and wails of pleasure echoed off your walls, and you made a mental note to make amends to your neighbors later in the week. However, you were too preoccupied with Ryusei's cock bullying into your pussy to think about anything else.

The hand that forced your head into the sheets was snaking itself around your neck, the crease of his forearm and elbow resting snugly against your windpipe as he began to squeeze. To add to his brutality, he balled the fist of the arm that held you taught and used his other crease to pull it back, effectively locking you into an unforgiving headlock that made your toes curl and your moans catch in your throat. You couldn’t breathe, but damn did it feel good.

“What was it that you called me, babe?” He snarled beneath a mix of heavy grunts and growls, his teeth scraping against the shell of your ear. “A ‘mutt’ was it? Hm?” He inquired, applying more pressure to your throat as he continued to rut relentlessly against your ass, audible claps sounding with each pound. “Well, woof, woof, bitch.”

His words made you whimper as your cheeks burned with shame. You felt a tinge of regret, but it was quickly overshadowed by the immense pleasure you felt. As his grip tightened on you, your nails bit into his forearms, scratching against his bronzed flesh. You clenched around him, your lips forming a perfect 'o' shape as black spots darted across your vision—the asphyxiation only added to your pleasure.

“S-So fuckin’ tight now.” He groaned blissfully, loosening his grip so that you wouldn’t pass out when he noticed you beginning to go limp. With your newly acquired oxygen, you gasped for air and cried out in pleasure, fat tears welling up in your eyes as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. “Gonna milk every last drop out of me, aren’t ya? Greedy slut.”

“Yes, yes! ahn~! R-Ryu, I-I’m gonna cum!!”

He chuckled as he listened to your cries, using the hand that was not around your throat to stuff two digits into the side of your mouth, pulling on your cheek to fish-hook your soft cheeks. “Yeah? Not until you bark for me, you’re not.”

“W-What . . ?”

“You heard me, bitch. Bark. You wanna cum, don’t you? Make a pretty mess of my cock, hm?”

You obviously hesitated, having never done anything like this before, but when you felt his cock angle just right to pummel into that sweet spot deep inside of you, you threw all logic and reasoning out the window. “Arf! A-Ah, fuck . . arf!" You hoped and prayed that it would be enough to please him—that it would be enough to finally let you cum.

Luckily for you, it was. Cackling cruelly, he shook your head back and forth dumbly, your tongue lulling out of your mouth to lap at his fingers. “That's it. That’s a good little pup. Go on, cum for me, doll.”

You did so gratefully; your moans mixed with babbles of useless speech along the lines of “thank you” and “m’sorry”. Your body would twitch and convulse, your mouth dropping open, as your fluids once more started to stick to his pelvis from the way she creamed around his pistoning cock. Your teary eyes could not register their surroundings, nor could your brain register Ryusei slamming his cock's head firmly against your squishy cervix, pumping you full of his seed.

“F-fuck, fuckk~.” He hissed into your ear, his arm tightening around your throat as his orgasm washed over him. “Love the way this pussy squeezes me, creamin’ all around my fat cock . .” He panted, pressing soft yet sloppy kisses against your ear and cheek.

He let you go in an instant, allowing your exhausted body to fall slack on the sheets before you, gradually regaining your bearings as you came down from your high. Ryusei rose from you, kneeling on the backs of your thighs, watching as his cock slid languidly free from your sopping cunt, slapping against your ass once free. A twisted grin spread across his face as he watched his thick cum slide out of you, the steaming milky white substance gliding over your throbbing clit and puffy folds, contrasting with your complexion in a way that was completely addicting to him—enticing even. Your soft whines would bring him back to reality.

“Ryuu . .” Your gentle voice called out to him as you peered over your shoulder. He noticed your glassy eyes and tears running down your cheeks, your puffy lips pouting, and your cute nose sniffling. “. . .You’re heavy.”

“Yeah? Y’didn’t seem ta’ have a problem with it earlier when I was tearing this sweet little ass up, pretty thing.” He remarked, placing a light love tap on your reddened ass.

"That was before the post-nut clarity hit," you said, your brow furrowed with mock irritation, squirming around as you tried to crawl out from under him. “Now get upp~! I wanna take a bath.”

“Oh?” There was something chilling behind his tone, something that stopped you in your efforts. Ryusei towered over you once more, placing both of his palms next to your head as his powerful forearms encircled you. Something heavy—phallic—pressed against you. It was undeniable. He was hard again.

“And who said I was done with you, Angel?”

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[puprdou]

hiiiii ml !! may you pretty please write anything about ryusei? ik he’s only in the spin off but there’s barely anything written for him, and i absolutely adore your work <3!!

haihai, of course! i haven’t finished the spinoff yet, but i can write smth for him! dunno if it’ll be great though since i haven’t finished, but ll do my best to write his character well-i hope you enjoy it! and, thank you for the kind words^^

“so, hows this one look?~” he grins lazily, posing in a silly manner with his hands on his hips. this was supposed to be a shopping trip for you, for him to take you out and buy you some new clothes, but this had turned out to be his shopping trip instead.

“meh,” you sarcastically joked with a playful eyeroll, holding folded clothes in your arms for him to try on after this pair. he gasped, feigning offense, putting a hand to his heart. his lips puckered outwards in a silly pout, his shoulders slumping in mock defeat. “your soooooo mean,” he whined.

“come on. you know i look handsome as hell right now~” his grin reappeared, already ready to convince you how handsome he is, once again. he did this often, but, in reality, he was just seeking your praise and reassurance. he needed it.

“ehh.. you look okay at best.” smiling, you continued this little game the both of you were playing, knowing all he wanted was for you to call him handsome and reassure him that the outfit looks okay. after all, he probably would not actually buy any of these outfits unless you thought he truly looked good in them.

“hmph. just say it alreeaadddyyyy...” he pouted again, really, really giving into the look of sulking. he thought he looked good! he know you thought it too, you were just messing with him. the outfit he was trying on right now was simple, but it was comfy and showed off his figure nicely.

“okay, okay, fine..” unable to resist his sad little pouts, you sighed and relented. it was hard to watch him when he’s like this; shoulders slumped, arms crossed, looking pouty. you knew it was an act, all to get you to say it, but at the same time, you knew he was really feeling upset you weren’t saying it.

walking over to him, you set the folded clothes on one of the stools in the store near the dressing rooms, cupping his puffy cheeks and making him look down at you. smiling softly you gave him a soft peck on the lips, before finally giving him that sweet, sweet compliment he wanted. “you look handsome. it looks really good on you, ryu.”

his sulk softened into something more tender, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his hands on your rump, placing his chin atop your head. you could tell that cocky smirk of his was already back on his pretty little face just by the way he snuggled up to you.

“i know. just wanted to hear ya say it~” he let out a cheeky giggle, placing a kiss atop of your head, swaying you a little bit. scoffing and rolling your eyes, you muttered quietly whilst wrapping your arms around him in response to his hug. “you are impossible, you know that?”

“you love me,” he argued back with a cheeky little smile, pulling his head back to look at you. “i do, doesn’t make you any less insufferable.” huffing, you sighed, knowing you were unable to win this one. you lost most of these dumb, playful little fights anyways.

he hummed softly in response, letting out a breathy chuckle. he stood in now comfortable silence with you, swaying you both gently. he placed his cheek against your head, losing himself in his thoughts as the both of you stood there, tucked away from prying eyes in the store. but, the comfortable silence soon was knocked away by your boyfriends’ words.

“why do you stay with me?” he asked, his voice quiet yet meaningful. he never knew why you stayed with him all this time. you’ve seen the kinds of things he’d done whilst in yotsuya kaiden, hell, you watched him as he almost killed the leader of the killer bee gang. he wasn’t a good guy..

frowning softly to his question, you pulled away to look him in his eyes. you knew he had these moments where he would question things, and sometimes they hurt, the things he questioned. but, you answered anyway, knowing that he needed the answer, and for it to be truthful.

“cause.. i love you. i don’t care if you’re in a gang, or if you fight often, or if you’re lazy and annoying sometimes.. aside from all of that, you’re caring, you’re fun, kind, and you’re impeccably handsome, of course.” the last part, you added as to cheer him up, before continuing.

“..you’re a good person. and i love you, no matter what. that’s why i stay with you.” hugging him tighter, you then buried your face into his chest, and he was taken aback for a moment, his emotions almost being spilled right out.

standing there for a long moment, he returned the gesture, burying his face into your hair. “i love you so much..” he muttered quietly, squeezing you in his arms almost suffocatingly. he really didn’t know what he would do without you in his life. you were the light in his dark life.

“i love you too.” smiling softly, you reciprocated the words, staying like this with him for a solid minute, before he abruptly pulled back. raising a brow, you questioned, “what..?” he simply smiled in response, muttering, “i think ’m gonna buy this one.”

scoffing, you chuckled. god, he changed the mood and the topic so quickly, you realized. it went from playful, to sad, to love, and now to this again; god, you had one hell of a boyfriend.

and, the rest of the day was spent with your boyfriend being silly and buying an entire closet worth of clothes for himself. although, he had a feeling you were going to take half of it to wear yourself.

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[fandomzwriterk]

I need you to write the lin kuei brothers with a little sister 🙏

A/N: you got it!👍 Also sorry I’ve been dead I’m kinda learning to play a game competitively for the first time and I kinda forgot to write for a little while 😅😅 I might be a little more creative with these since I’m the youngest child🤣🤣🤣🤣

Bi Han

-> Of course being the most stubborn man out of all of them, Bi Han really didn’t want anything to do with you when you were born

-> Often left Kuai to take care of you, since at that point Tomas hadn’t been adopted yet

-> Wanted a brother more than a sister

-> Took him a year to get him to care about you

-> Lowkey kinda bullied you as kids

-> Didn’t really understand having a sister but ultimately he understood

-> He let you cry on his shoulder after your mother passed

-> He felt guilty at first for causing you pain

-> Pretends to be annoyed sometimes but actually cared about you after that

-> He hoped having Tomas around as well would make you happier

-> Actually might be the kind of brother who would beat the shit out of your bullies

-> You, him, Kuai, and Tomas would often wrestle together when you were all younger

-> He was mostly likely 5 when you were born, and Kuai was 3

-> He let you be the only female in the Lin Kuei until he met Frost

-> You eventually became the only reason his heart could ever be good despite the things he’d done

-> He learned to love you in his own way

-> Will not hesitate to kill somebody for you

-> You’ve had him be your personal ice pack on hot days, along with Kuai and Tomas

-> Won’t let anyone touch his baby sister

Kuai Liang

-> Over the moon to have you be his little sister

-> Very protective of you after you were able to walk, making sure you were never alone or getting hurt

-> He thinks he’s the favorite brother

-> He gets Bi Han to join him in showing you something he learned

-> Quickly discovered to never let you near him during training

-> He accidentally cut your arm with his kama

-> He always feels guilty about it

-> Often helps to keep you warm on cold days when you were little

-> Knows to never let boys near you when you all start getting older

-> Yeah he’s THAT kind of brother

-> Lowkey him and Tomas fight for sibling bonding time with you

-> Seems like the brother to often watch you from the roofs of buildings, ya know being an assassin and all

-> He has many ways to show he cares about his baby sister

-> He knows he’s had his ass beat by you for being a pain in the ass

-> Could never do anything to hurt you or your feelings

-> It breaks his heart if he does

Tomas

-> Excited to have a sister again, having lost his own sister and mom

-> Absolutely lets you get away with anything you do growing up

-> He’s a year older than you are

-> You copy each other, but he does it more

-> Practically your twin

-> He’s the one who joins Kuai on “stalking” you whenever you’re away from the Shirai Ryu

-> You help heal his heart after his family died

-> Also thinks he’s the favorite

-> You and him are the closest out of all your siblings, since you two are the closest in age

-> You take his smoke bombs every now and then to prank all your brothers

-> You, him, and Kuai often still wrestle each other like you’re still kids

-> Tomas wins every time, mostly cause he’s faster

-> Always has your back when you’re at your lowest

-> Does absolutely anything to cheer you up

-> Only he and Kuai often take turns watching you sleep from A) either hurting yourself or B) someone hurt you

-> Actually the most vengeful of all the brothers

-> Will not let Bi Han be mean to you

-> Not afraid to do anything for you

-> He’s absolutely overprotective of you

A/N: hope you enjoyed!!! Lots of these I came up from observing the characters and their manners.

[tiredfox64]

Can you write about the reader would watch Tomas train shirtless everyday in secret to avoid being embarrassed by someone until one day Tomas catches her? 😉

You will see such Wonderful Things

Yip notes: If only I could do that, I’m blind af. Never ask me to look at something I’ll lie and say I see it

Pairing: Tomas x Afab reader

Warnings‼️: Suggestive

From spring to summer, the changing of the seasons is a wonderful time. The cherry blossoms bloom before turning into healthy green leaves. The wind is warm as it blows the grass. The butterflies and bees play around with the flowers as you walk by. You must be on a nature walk. Why else would your eyes be shifting around?

What? You’re not on a nature walk? Then what are you looking—oh…

You’re looking for Tomas, of course.

Since it’s been getting warmer, it’s been harder to stay cool during training. Tomas is used to it constantly being cold but since he isn’t in Arctika anymore he’s been struggling with the heat. Even if it’s only up to 75 degrees Fahrenheit he feels like he’s being suffocated. So with the weather being up to 80 degrees he had no choice but to go topless. It’s the most he could do to stay to stay cool.

Tomas would usually feel embarrassed training without a shirt which is why he trains in a somewhat secluded area. He goes to a clearing in the forest near the Shirai Ryu temple. He’s only told Kuai Liang where it is since he didn’t want the rest of the clan to know about it, especially you.

It’s nothing against you but he would feel a little embarrassed if a girl saw him shirtless. He’s not ashamed of his body, he has a well-built body. Even you have said it yourself. You made that statement very clear since you always liked to touch his muscular arms. You even mentioned that Tomas had bigger muscles than his brother, which he denied even though it’s true. Just the thought of you seeing him shirtless and finding many ways to praise him makes his head spin. His mind and body could not handle all of that. It’s best that you didn’t know.

OH BUT WAIT YOU DID KNOW!

It was an accident; you swear it. You didn’t mean to stumble upon Tomas while he was training. You were just trying to look for him so you too could spar with each other and well…that happened. The first was an accident, no biggie. But the other times, that’s a different story.

After that, you started wandering off into the woods to check if Tomas was there all the time. And he was! You would watch as he grew hotter until his breathing got heavy. Only then would he take his shirt off. Oh gosh, how were you so lucky to be blessed with such a sight? You wouldn’t trade this for anything, not even a view of Niagara Falls. The sight of him like this makes you fall for him even more.

Alright, maybe you were a little boy crazy right now, but Tomas has really put a spell on you. It’s like the sunlight knows his body is magnificent so it’s always shining down on him. It calls for your attention. You can’t rip your eyes away from him. It doesn’t make it any better that he grunts every time he attacks the training dummy. It drives your hormones wild and gets your mind going. Relax your fist, woman! The ground didn’t do anything to you! Why must you grip it so tight?!

This day was no different. You found the perfect spot for hiding, right behind a small boulder with a tree next to it and shrubbery in the front. There was no way Tomas could see you, but you could see him perfectly. At this point, there was an indent in the ground where you usually kneel. This day sure was hot which meant a better show for you.

By the time you got there he was already pretty sweaty and his top was off. His breathing was heavy and he was even letting out a few whine due to the heat. Poor thing, he is out of his element. He wiped the sweat off his forehead before continuing to train. You watched him slash and kick the training dummy. His grunts were loud and clear to you. He was doing good for about five minutes before he needed another break.

He walked over to the shade that was provided by the trees. He lays on the ground to relax his muscles and catch his breath. You had to peek your head up a little more to get a view of him. Your heart started beating like crazy just looking at him. He even started pushing his pants down a little to reduce the feeling of being suffocated by his clothes. There goes your mind running wild again.

Girls can have dirty thoughts as well. You shouldn’t feel guilty for staring at him and wondering if that’s what he would look like if you were riding him. All hot and bothered, getting all sweaty and breathing heavily. You’d wonder if he would groan or if he would whimper. You can imagine both. He’s a tough guy but he can also be a softie. You would do anything just to get him like that in bed. That’s if you could get him in bed. You haven’t asked him out.

No matter, if this is the most you could get so be it. You just can’t risk getting caught.

Snap

Uh oh…

You ducked down immediately when you heard the snap of a twig. Tomas heard it too and immediately turned in your direction. When you looked down you saw your knee on top of the broken twig. How could you have missed that?

You heard the sound of grass being stepped on and knew Tomas coming your way. You crawled like your life depended on it. You crawled back in the direction you came from until you were a good enough distance away. Only then did you get on your feet and run out of there. By the time Tomas looked over the shrubbery and the boulder you were gone. Not a trace of you was left. Except there was. On closer inspection, he saw the indent in the ground. He immediately knew someone was watching him. But who and why? He can’t leave this unsolved. Though he might have an idea of who it is.

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Well, no wonder your uniform was always dirty.

The first thing Tomas noticed when he went back to the temple was that your pants were dirty. The dirt was specifically on your knee area. How suspicious.

He played it cool. He didn’t want you to suspect him of anything. He acted normal throughout the day, talking to you about mundane things like it was any other day. You fell for his act. You believed you got away with it. He didn’t know you were the one taking a peek at him. Oh, but he knows. He just needs to prove his theory right.

The next day came and you were walking into the forest by instinct. You’re like a teen going into the woods to smoke weed to avoid being grounded by your parents. You needed to go and get your fixing.

Your beautiful man was already there. He had his shirt off as usual though it wasn’t all that hot. There was a nice breeze that shook the leaves. It felt like it was 65 degrees outside. But you paid no mind to that. All you cared about was looking at Tomas. You got to your usual spot and knelt down.

All was going well until five minutes in. You saw Tomas take something out of his pocket before smashing it onto the ground. Smoke, it was a smoke bomb. He was gone in the blink of an eye. You expected him to show up again after a second but he didn’t. Where did he go and why do you feel eyes on you?

“Heh, I guess I was right.”

You heard Tomas’ voice behind you. You were caught. Game over man!

Your face burned hotter than the day. That 65 degrees felt like 90 now. You turned around and saw Tomas standing there. His arms were crossed and he looked somewhat intrigued. He looked like he was waiting for an explanation from you. You watched his lips twitch a little as he held himself back from smiling.

He’s happy that you aren’t some assassin but seeing that it’s you, it’s kinda funny. He finds it even sillier that you are struggling to give him an explanation.

“I…I was…so what I was doing was…” You don’t have the right words, you may never have the right words.

Because how else are you gonna explain that you’ve been watching him every day? The ground doesn’t lie, the evidence is in the indent. You were a peeping tom who watched him take his top off every day.

“I’m still waiting for an explanation.” He said.

You knelt and bowed your head to apologize to him. Your embarrassment prevented you from telling him the truth. All you could manage to do was apologize and wonder if he would see you in a bad light now. The truth is you are a pervert there is no way around that. Your behavior is unacceptable hence you are a pervert. There should be no surprise that Tomas would think the same way.

“You’re a strange girl, you know that right? I would have preferred you to be upfront about this.”

…I have a bad read on these characters.

You lifted your head up to look at him with a mixture of shock and awe. The awe was because of the angle you were getting. I mean, good lord, you wouldn’t mind being on your knees aga—

“So…does that mean I can stay?”

The only response you got from Tomas was a head shake with a smile on his face. He walked past you to get back to training. He turned back once he realized you didn’t move from your spot.

“Are you coming or are you staying behind the rock like a pervert?” He yelled to you.

Well, I guess he does see you as a pervert. But it seems like he doesn’t mind all that much. So get off your knees and get a front-row seat.

Yap notes: My brain is mush and there is too much fruit in this damn den 🍊🍓. Adiós!

[nian-7]

hello! Not sure if u still write for the fandom or this character but could I request a fic with ryu from gokurakugai? Theres literally like no fics about him so I would love anything 😭 Thank You! <333

i will ALWAYS write gokurakugai, anon. i love it sm.. feel free to request as much of it as you want!!

Ryu x gn!reader

✧fluffy hcs (still need to get a feel for his character)

-Even when Ryu says he doesn't care about others lives, you can't help but laugh quietly. Like, really? He has you for gods sake! He's got to care about your life!

-He's a very indifferent lover on the outside but on the inside, he's very set and sure of his ideas when it comes to your relationship. He knows every little gift you enjoy, whether that be the specific flavors, scents, colors, etc.

-You'll be prying the bottle of sake from his dead hands honestly. There's nothing you can do about it and even when he kisses you, he still has to hold it...

-Lots and lots of dramatic sighs from him whenever you try to do something lovey dovey. Randomly sitting on his lap, grabbing his face to kiss it, giving him a cute gift, using a cheesy pickup line, etc etc all cause him to release a loud sigh.

-It's not that he can't admit that he enjoys your attention, it's more like he chooses not to admit that he enjoys it. If you try to ask him, he'll dodge the question.

-He finds it amusing when you get tipsy from drinking sake with him.. You're the only person he'll ever think about sharing it with and even then, most times he'll think for a moment and say no.

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

[the-lazyyy-artist]

What Are You Doing, New Year's Eve? (a fem!reader x oliver aiku holiday smau special)

Chapter Synopsis: After your great escape, one tries to reach out and one tries to deny it. In the end, you both fall together once the ball drops.

Notes: The ball drops and so are your feelings! Ooh, I enjoyed writing this part a lot! Look out for a 1.2k narration! (Oh! I'd also like to believe Aryu styled Aiku's hair in the story heheheheheh)

masterlist • prev

Chapter IV: The Jackpot Question (pt.4)

As always, Anri-chan really knows what's best for everything (although with Ego's comments). The venue chosen for the year-end party was extravagant, something out of a dream. Black and white tiled floor, chandeliers on the ceiling, and the room was glittered with golden stars and blue sparkles. What a perfect setup to welcome the year with everyone in the Blue Lock project.

You walked beside Shidou as you two entered the event hall and the soft jazz music welcomed you. You held on to his arm a little tight and he quickly picked it up. "Loosen up, would ya? We're just meeting the other PXG players. Charles might be in here by now," he said, his expression neutral as his pink eyes scanned the whole place. "I am loosening up," you replied, "I'm just... you know." Shidou tsked beside you and stopped in his tracks. He then faced you and held you by the shoulders. It's rare to see Shidou this serious, but if he was honest, he was getting a little tired of your scaredy ass. "You need to at least face him. Aiku won't do shit he doesn't mean, and I know that because everything he does has a reason... at least on the field."

"That doesn't help a bit, Ryu."

"I know but come on. It's been a while since you felt emotions like this. At least, if you and Aiku won't work, Sae and I will catch you and help you back up. I just want you to at least try.

"Sae and I never even thought we'd work out, but here we are, years of being in a relationship despite the situations in our personal lives and our teams being enemies on the field. It will work if you make it work.

"So go out there and live a little... but before you do that, you have to say hi to the team."

You blew raspberries at him after ruining his heartfelt speech as he smirked at you, pulling you again through the crowd. He was right, you thought. If you and Aiku would work, then it would. All you have to do is to take a step. But... what if he won't and leave you?

Your thoughts were cut short once you heard Charles calling out for you and Shidou, tackling your best friend. Karasu gave you a simple wave, and Nanase gave you a simple kiss on the cheek. Zantetsu and Tokimitsu were kind enough to hug you before everyone fell into a conversation about how everyone was during the break. You always felt at home with PXG, given the fact that this was the second team that Shidou had you introduced to. Everyone was kind to you, and you were happy they were your first pro-athlete friends.

The program started after a while, and everyone found their places in the round tables set up in the event hall. Then, you felt him. His intense stare from across the room.

Aiku.

He looked dashing, as always, but seeing a man in a suit is always a treat. His hair was neatly parted on the side, revealing more of his handsome face. You always thought it was a shame he covered his face with his shaggy hair. He looked more handsome this way. He waved at you, a small smile gracing his lips, and you waved back. He then cocked his head towards the door, hoping you'd get the signal, and you nodded. "Ryu, will you excuse me for a moment?" You whispered to Shidou. He smirked devilishly at you as you stood up, giving you a wink. "Good luck, lover girl," he teased.

As you walked out the doors of the event hall, you found Aiku standing there, hands in his pockets. You never thought you'd come close to Aiku like this. Sure, you've admired him and his plays, how he's always sure of every move he makes on the field, making him one of the most reliable players in whatever team he's in.

"Hi," he said with a smile, his deep voice smooth as velvet. You stepped nearer to him, fidgeting on your fingers as you said "hi" back. "Wanna take a walk?"

"Sure."

Both of you made your descent down the halls of the building, quiet yet comfortable. Aiku was pleased to have you around again, your presence calming him down for a moment. He's seen you fidget and figured that you might be as nervous as he was. To be fair, this is the first time he'd actually face true emotions. He thought he'd go out and just play around, but for just a moment, he knew he couldn't do that with you.

"Y/n."

"Yes?"

He sighed before he spoke again, mentally preparing himself for this moment ofpening himself raw for you.

"I want to change for the better. For you. I don't want to live my life like this anymore. Meeting you that day at the Christmas Village was probably fate's work because, damnit, you've been on my mind all the time.

"Whenever you leave for the day, I stare at your work to see how you see me. And I know you've put a lot of your heart into the work you've done so far. You're so talented, Y/n, and it amazed me even more.

"I want to know you more. Genuinely. I want to make us work if you're willing to give me a chance. Because everything I told you through text messages and right now are all true."

As soon as he was done, his eyes were sparkling with honesty. It was enough to make you feel weak in the knees and you had to reach out to him for support. He was quick to grab your hands and pulled you closer to him, chuckling a little. "You okay?" He asked, rubbing his thumbs on the back of your hand.

"Yeah. It's just... I'm glad you're being honest with me. But at the same time, please stop looking so handsome. You're making me weak!" You replied, laughing a little as you looked up at him. He laughed along with you as his hands now found their place on your forearms. "Sadly, I can't control that, sweetheart," he said, winking at you.

"But what are you thinking right now? Do you think we can make this work?" He asked. You bit your lip as you tried to find the right words for him.

"Aiku, I have to be honest: I'm scared... But I am willing to make this work with you. If your words are true, then show me. Show me all the things you told me."

"Oh, I plan to. I'll show you, sweetheart. I won't let you down."

Safe to say Shidou was glad to see you smiling when you returned to the table, giving Aiku a thumbs up as soon as their eyes met. It was also safe to say that Sae was pleased about the outcome, finally being able to breathe (Shidou had to live text Sae about what the hell was happening since you all sat down for the program).

It was lovely to say that this time, Shidou took your photo once the ball dropped. Fireworks illuminated your figures as you all gathered near the tall glass windows. Aiku held you close as he kissed your temple, welcoming the new year with a chance to have you in his arms and a chance to change for the better.

What a great way to welcome the new year.

🎄📌: @shidousprincess @soleilonthesun @pan-kojiwa @anglefish3008 @thebestsetter @shrii-kk @sikuthealien @narcjsistx @haru-jl @berry-mint @romanticallyurpearl

[hollaforlyla]

hi, I hope you're doing well, I love your writing

I was wondering if I can request something like playing or combing their hair with dazai, chuuya, sigma and any others you want? Thank you! Also I don't know if you write for male reader, which would be great, but if you don't then gender neutral reader is fine too!

"could you...do that again?"

taglist : @justcallmesakira @silverbladexyz @riiwrites @atlasnessie

small notes: male readers however pronouns are not mentioned, so you may read however you prefer!!💗

warnings: lowercase writing, short drabbles

dazai, chuuya, sigma, atsushi, and akutagawa

dazai

"your hair is so soft..." you mummered, combing your fingers through his brown locks. he was seated on the carpeted floor of your living room as you sat on the couch he leaned his back against it.

"i always thought it would be greasy.." you admitted, causing him to choke on a laugh. "it' not like i wash it a lot anyways."

you cringed to yourself, now rubbing his scalp, relaxing him.

"your disgusting, osamu.." you shook your head, feeling his hands suddenly take your own and kissed the back of your palm.

"what does that say for you, sweetheart?~" he winked, causing you to blush and pull at his hair slightly, causing a loud shriek from your boyfriends lips.

chuuya

"your hair smells..." you started, sniffing his hair in your hands softly before continuing to comb your fingers through it, "good.."

a soft smile formed on your boyfriend's lips, chuckling to himself. "that's because i just came out of the shower?"

he is right, he had jus finished blow drying his hair.

you rolled your eyes, "i don't mean just now, i mean almost all the time!" "almost??" he pulled away to give you a playful glare as you laughed into your arm.

"yohou know what i mean!"

you gently pulled him close to you again and combed your fingers once again through the redheads locks; "besides...lavender smells real good on you!" you whispered into his ear and he shivered.

"fuck it." he stated blankly and turned around quickly to kiss your lips, your fingers tangled in his hair still.

sigma

"it looks like a christmas tree.." you spoke suddenly, breaking the soothing silence in sigma's room in the casio. the two of you were seated on his bed, you on your knees playing with his long hair.

"christmas tree?"

you laughed, "your hair, dork. it's almost like a lavender christmas tree! why did we spend all that money for christmas tree for the agency, when we could have just had you!" you teased, for some reason making your boyfriend blush.

"that..would not be possible. i am not a tree..."

he couldn't help up melt the longer you played with his hair.

you sighed, "i guess your right..." you started, suddenly moving parts of his hair behind his ear and kissing his temple; "you are my amazing boyfriend, who is the number one christmas tree cosplayer i have ever seen!"

atsushi

"who cuts your bangs?" you asked, catching him a little of guard. the two of you were seated on the couch of the agency, just finishing your shifts and finished having to deal with a complaining dazai.

"uhm..me? the orphanage never really cared for cutting my hair, so i had to kinda...learn on my own?" he spoke quietly, the thought of the orphanage caused major, horrible flashbacks.

"m'sorry, babe..." you felt horrible for making now feel like this when he was so happy throughout the rest of the day.

with an idea now in your head, you took a bit of his hair and started to comb through it, making him flinch; "what-what are you-" he stops talking, melting into your touch and eventually leaning against you and closed his eyes.

"they're beautiful.." you smiled wobbly and kissed his forehead as he fell asleep to your touch.

akutagawa

"don't touch me!" he didn't mean to slap your hand away, and he didn't mean for it to come off as rude...but you wouldn't back off.

you glared at your boyfriend who had refused to let you touch his hair for the 5th time today.

"but, ryu! it's like a stress reliever for meee! i need to touch it~" you reached out once more, only for him to take it and pin it above your head, hovering over you.

he towered over your body, his eyes narrowed down staring into your own.

a pout soon took over your lips, and he visibly shivered at the sight; "fine. you may touch it; but no one must ever see of it?" you nod quickly, and turned positions with him so now he's the one under you as you placed your chin on his chest and played with the ends of hair.

lets all pretend dazai walking in and causing a huge scene never happened, mkay?

[honey-writes-sometimes]

Random romance headcanons for the Lin Kuei Brothers

what do they search on a partner, how are dates with them, that sort of stuff

I tried to make this headcanons as accurate to what i think these characters would do canonlly

(I accidentally posted my draft but now i finished it, still learning how to write and use tumblr)

Kuai Liang/Scorpion

>Kuai Liang is an honourable grandmaster, he puts humbleness and passion over other traits. he is looking for someone with honour, kind and selfless, with the will to complete their goals, without sacrificing anyone in the process

>he prefers a peaceful person, one that he can spend quiet and tranquil nights with, he is a quiet person himself, he loves soft and peaceful chats, your voice calms him down and talking to you is the perfect way for him to distress

>he doesn't mind if you are in the Shirai Ryu or not, but he will consider you as a valuable ally to his clan, a loyal and truthful counselor, but it will sweep him off his feet if you decide to help him and the Shirai Ryu with their goals

>dates with him are difficult to have, he is the grandmaster of the Shirai Ryu, he often goes on missions or stays up late doing tasks or errands for the clan, training his initiates and ninjas too, Kuai Liang has little time for himself, but when he does he spends it with you, most likely in bed talking and staying up late playing with your hair, he loves late night talks with you, it soothing and comforting for him

>as for gifts, he will gift you meaningful things, he can gift you flowers or beautiful jewelry with gemstones and every single one has their own meaning, if he misses you he will send you forget-me-nots which means that he doesn't want you to forget about him or if he comes back to you after a long mission he will bring lilies of the valley with him, because it means the return of his happiness. he uses his gifts to communicate his feelings

>Kuai Liang is not really a jealous man, he acknowledges his negative feelings and doesn't let them get in his head, he is not one to do any sudden act or dramatic scene out of jealousy, he will talk to you about his feelings, try and make you understand why he feels the way he does, i picture him as the most emotionally mature out of his brothers

>he doesn't like PDA, he is a grandmaster and tries to maintain a honourable and diplomatic image, not that his love for you is not honourable its just he doesn't want others to see him being vulnerable to you, his vulnerability is a side of him that only his loved ones know of, specially you, and he likes to keep it that way, he secretly loves the fact that only you can tear down all his walls and see him when he is most vulnerable

>he makes it up to you when you finally get time alone, he will hold you tight and whispers sweet words in you ears, he will kiss your jawline and temple between his words, and so sweetly too, he will reassure any doubt you have, comfort your feelings, ease down your anxiety, to wash down any negative feeling you feel, he doesn't mind being the one to hold you or comfort you, he feels happy to be the one to spoil you

>a relationship with Kuai Liang its something that keeps you yearning for him, to have more time with him, he is so close and yet out of reach because of his duties as a grandmaster, but he does his best to return home safe to you,

Bi-Han/Sub-Zero

>Bi-Han is a disciplined, cold and ambitious person, he doesn't mind making sacrifices to accomplish his goals. he wants a person that is decisive and disciplined like him by his side

>he wants a partner that is decisive, confident and determinated. a person that is fully capable of giving orders, he wants a partner that will join and lead the Lin Kuei alongside him, like his father and mother did. to him having a partner means working in a team to accomplish both your goals

>he wants you to join the Lin Kuei, he thinks if you are going to dedicate and expend the rest of your life with him you'll need to become a member of the Lin Kuei, it means that you are dedicated and loyal to him, alongside his goals and aspirations, he sees it as a sign of not only respect but devotion and love aswell

>if dates with Kuai Liang are rare, is even worse with Bi-Han, he is as busy as Kuai Liang if not more, he is busy even late at night, he comes to bed in midnight, if you fall asleep before his arrival, he will prepare himself for bed and cuddle with you, even if he won't admit it he loves having you close, its his way of apologizing for having little time for you. if you stay awake to wait for him it would make his cold heart flutter but he will scold you, saying that your need for proper rest comes before him, and you shouldn't sacrifice it for him

>Bi-Han is not much of giving you gifts out of emotions, but out of necessity and need, he will keep an eye on you, do you need hygiene products? Health care products? Skin care products? He has you covered, he will sent his men to bring you everything you need, or what you say you need, he demonstrates his love by taking care of your necessities

>Bi-Han is not a jealous man either but he is protective, overprotective even, if Sektor or any other Lin Kuei tries to convince you to participate in the Cyber Lin Kuei project Bi-Han will tell cut them off immediately, and coldly scold them, he doesn't want you to be involved in overly dangerous Lin Kuei business. you will rule by his side, aid him, share victories and glory with him, but he will never let you make the same sacrifices he or other Lin Kuei members do, you are too important to him to let you

>no PDA, like never, he hates being vulnerable in general terms but more so in public, he wants to keep a cold and intimidating exterior, he is the grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, and he wants others to respect him, being it out of fear or admiration, he doesn't want others to see that you are his soft spot either, he fears people may use you against him

>even when you are alone, it is difficult for Bi-Han to let down his walls and fall apart in your arms, sience he was little he thought feelings like vulnerability made him weak, so he pushed these feelings aside, he thought it was the best for him, but thankfully he is slowly healing from that, you are making him heal, teaching him to be vulnerable to you, because you will never take advantage of him in this state

>being in a relationship with Bi-Han is rather hard, like with Kuai Liang being grandmaster has its duties, and they are heavy, plus his trauma doesn't help eiter, but if you manage to see pass and help him heal, step by step he will finally let you see that he is actually very devoted to you, he will do anything for you, he will kill for you if you needed, he would bring the world on their knees for you if you asked him to, he doesn't mind sacrificing anything or anyone to make you happy, because you make his cold heart beat with passion again

Tomas Vrbada/Smoke

>Tomas is one of the most kindest soul out of the mortal kombat characters, he emerged of his tragedies as a genuine and caring person. he is looking for someone as kind as him, he doesn't like petty, rude or troublesome people

>he is attracted to kindness, compassion, humbleness and anything between those lines, he doesn't mind if you are loud or quiet, shy or confident, introverted or extrovert, as long as your actions are good and honourable ones and you treat people right

>don't ever expect expensive gifts or dates from him, he is a humble person, he belives love relies on thought itself, he can bring you a couple of flowers he picked off the ground because they reminded him of you or just write you a letter of how he feels about you, even if his gifts are small he gives them to you with all his heart

>like his brothers, he doesn't have that much time with all the tasks he has because of the Shirai Ryu, training his initiates or going on missions, but he always tries to make time for you, and when he does he prefers dates at home or places where there is little to no people, he also prefers when you two make the food together, so cooking with you or going to picnics with you are his favourite type of dates, he also loves stargazing with you

>Tomas is not a jealous person most of the time, he often tries to ignore the feeling, but if it affects him too much he would get self-conscious and insecure, probably trying to avoid you while he cleans his thoughts, he thinks his jealousy is immature of his part, you need to reassure him and validate his feelings because no one ever really did that for him

>he is not big on PDA, does more than his brothers thought, he can hold your hand, hug you or compliment you in public, but nothing pass that. he doesn't like when people see you two being so vulnerable and loving, the love you two feel are just for you both, no one else. he also doesn't like the idea of other gossiping about your demonstrations of affection, he thinks it will give you trouble and he doesn't want to be a burden to you at all

>when you are alone he would show you how much he loves you, satisfy your needs, spoil you, and will do what he can to accomplish every desire you have, but with one condition, you must do the same for him. he is not the type to be happy with only giving or only receiving, you both should give and receive love equally, so spoil him with love too, he can get quite needy and eager for you love, he loves when you spoil eachother rotten

>a relationship with Tomas is a slow burn type of love, not rushed, he wants to experience your relationship at your own pace, step by step, he will kiss you for the first time or sleep with you for the first time when he feels that you are both ready to take that step on your relationship, even if he is ready and eager to try new things with you, he won't tell until he feels you are ready too, he will always wait for you it doesn't matter how much time, he will wait an eternity for you, if it meant he finally gets to be yours

[mrinafria]

Just last night I was sitting there going through my edit drafts, and I looked at this scene, to notice all these things Seon Jae does before/during the live radio call.

Really wasn't going to write about OG Seon Jae after my last post on him. I never knew I had such a masochistic side to me until Lovely Runner because all I've done since this show started is go back to rewatch episode 1-4, over and over and over and over again as if this was a hell loop I created for myself.

There's hope, anticipation, a bit of excitement too. He will hear her voice. Again. He will get to talk to her. For the first time. Yeah. The OG Seon Jae never got to talk to Im Sol. He admired her, crushed on her, liked her, observed her, tried whatever he could as a 19yo to save her, but he never, ever got to talk to her. This is the very. first. time. he's able to have a conversation with her.

But she doesn't pick up. And he has to put a leash on his emotions in those few seconds because this version of Ryu Seon Jae stopped showing his true emotions long back. Ah, this was the only chance I had. I wish I could talk to her. I wish I could hear her voice. I wish I could know how she's been doing. Just once. Just this one time.

He introduces himself using his name. Not along with his band name, which is the usual practice, mind you. And a very little pause before going "Do you know me?"

Sometimes when you long for a person, crave for their voice, their smile, their presence in your life and your world, you desperately want to be present in their world too, no matter how trivial your presence or your existence might be to them. Seon Jae hoped she would remember; even if she didn't consider him her savior (which he never thought he was) he desperately wanted some semblance of familiarity in her voice, even if it was out of nothing but resentment. Maybe even something as painful as How dare you call me.

And she does share her resentments, not towards Seon Jae the 19yo boy who she doesn't remember, but Ryu Seon Jae the idol, along with everyone present there, for putting her through this misery, triggering her worst trauma and twisting the knife in her wound that has already driven her to the brink of ending it all. Everyone is uncomfortable here, except for this one guy. He's back to reliving that incident that forever changed her life, his life and brought them to this moment here. He is reminded of just how big of a failure he is, for failing this one person he never wanted to fail. He is reminded how a moment of indecision/inaction on his part led to the person he loves the most to be this miserable. In this moment above, you look at him and realize it's no longer Ryu Seon Jae; it's the 19yo Seon Jae, the one at the reservoir, the one who kept chanting mianhae to an unconscious Im Sol, the one who waited on that bench while she underwent surgery--clutching on to the watch in anguish as if that was the only thing keeping him from falling apart--the one who stood by her hospital door, listening to her screams while shattering into a million pieces inside. It's the 19yo Seon Jae who would be haunted by her screams and live for the remainder of his brief life in extreme guilt and regret mixed with intense longing, until he meets his untimely demise on that fateful night.

I often wonder if he could sense it from her voice on the call. Just how close she was to the edge, how she was probably going to do something that very day right after the call ended. Was it because he felt her pain as if it were his own? You see him springing to action right when we think it's over, as if he is desperate to help her, any. way. he. can. You see how restless his eyes get all of a sudden? He likely wants to say so many things to her. Sol-ah, I'm glad to hear your voice. Sol-ah, I'm sorry. Sol-ah, I hope you are okay. Sol-ah, I'm grateful you are here. Sol-ah, I'm really sorry I couldn't do better. I'm so sorry I failed to wake you up. I'm sorry I let you miss your stop. I'm sorry I didn't reach you sooner. I'm sorry I couldn't be more careful. You can hate me all you want. I'll live the rest of my life being sorry to you. You don't have to forgive me. I'm fine as long as you're okay, you're fine, you're happy. Sol-ah, I miss your smile. I miss the sound of it. I miss knowing you're happy somewhere, even if I am nowhere in your somewhere. Sol-ah, thank you. Sol-ah, please, please live.

But oh, he can't say any of that to her now. So all he says is "Thank you, for living. The ones by your side will thank you for that". And yes, he means himself.

He wanted to be the umbrella she once was to him, the gift she has been to him all his life, both literally and figuratively. And because Ryu Seon Jae is a person who will receive the affection/love you give with the utmost appreciation, increase it 10x more and return it to you gift-wrapped with sparkly ribbons, he chooses to be her umbrella this way, the only way he can.

He wanted to pull her out of the reservoir, literally and figuratively, so she could live. He didn't mind spending all his life stuck in that reservoir himself.

This was supposed to be a response to @thedeathdeelers rewatch post here and as usual, it ended up being a mess of feels (why do I even try really) I swear atp I feel like we're the same person watching feeling the same things lmao. You, don't ever shut up about this show please :')

p.s. I love writer Lee Si Eun for ultimately wanting to save THIS OG Ryu Seon Jae, and therefore initiating the memory flashback with pieces from this timeline. Although my heart will forever ache for this OG boy, it finds some comfort in that.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hello hello!! Could i request Bi han, Kuai Liang and Tomas dealing with the death or fatality injured of their partner/reader? :) and can it be hurt/comfort

Also I really like your writing!! :D

I kind of did something similar to this for Bi-Han here

Also I did this in the form of headcannons cuz my brain is very eepy and can’t do descriptive sentences rn. So I hope that’s fine. Also I kinda left it with more hurt than comfort. 🦦

Tomas Vrbada

Tomas goes into a somewhat depressed state when you got hurt and would wholeheartedly blame himself for not doing better and not protecting you like he should’ve. You’re his priority, he promised to keep you safe with his and he couldn’t even do that as in the end you were the one fighting for your life.

He berates himself and views himself as a failure for being helpless.

Tomas would become withdrawn from everyone, including his brothers and wouldn’t interact with them unless it were in regards to missions, general Lin Kuei/ Shirai Ryu business, or updates of your progress from the medics when he would visit your in the medbay.

He’s a silent crier, the kind to hold back his own sobs so that no one hears them as they walk past his room and come knocking. And even if he does let out a sob it’ll be into his pillow until it’s fully soaked in his tears and he’s a little lightheaded afterwards.

Tomas feels as though a big part of him was lost within that comatose with you. He just doesn’t take care proper of himself anymore nor cares about the unhealthy coping mechanisms he’s developed during this time, which would consist of continuously getting himself sent on highly dangerous missions in the hopes that it would make him faster them before, stronger then before; forcing him to think a lot more on his feet.

If anything Tomas was training himself for the next time that this would happen, no matter how hard he would wish that it wouldn’t, because life wasn’t going to do him any favours because it never does. So it was all up to him that when it does happen again, he’d be better prepared to stop you from being taken from him again.

Tomas would have frequent nights of unrest, seeing as it was your presence, your warmth that kept him sound asleep, he would venture down to the medbay and sometimes fall sleep outside of the door, where the medics would later find in the morning.

Kuai Liang

Kuai Liang would remain at your side and grasping at your hand, feeling hopelessly lost as he prayed for you to make it through this and come out the other side okay, for his deepest fear was for every second that you didn’t wake up, the lesser the chances there were for you to wake up, for you to come back to him.

So he’s very, very desperate for a man who’s trying his hardest to keep ahold of himself without you.

Kuai Liang would be restless for results, wanting to be the first person to know the progression of your condition, which oftentimes doesn’t do much to help the anger and the upset he feels when he’s given news that he didn’t like. He’s not mad at the medics, nor trying to place blame on them, their trying their best to bring you back and he appreciates the fact that they were pulling out all the stops; he was just trying to find more and more reasons to add to the long list to blame himself for being a shit partner.

He would even mentally prepare himself for the possibility that the last set of memories he’s had of you were of you getting fatally injured under his protection -if he could even could it that- reaching out for him with pain stricken eyes and then you lying in the medbay afterwards, unresponsive and almost lifeless.

Kuai Liang’s simultaneously an angry and a silent crier. He’d clench his fists at his sides as his nails dig into his skin, hoping to feel something besides the anger and the overwhelming guilt that he had been carrying since the moment you’ve been admitted to the medbay. He’d even clench his jaw to prevent himself from crying out and look up at the ceiling as tears brim his eyes.

He doesn’t feel as though he should shed tears for you since it was his fault that you were fighting for your life.

His heart hurts for you, it bleeds for you, he just wants you to come back home and until you do, he’ll be on a revenge murder spree, hunting down every single last person that dared hurt you along with their associates.

[johnkahner]

hi !! i really your work and wanted to request something (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) !! so how about a head canon/drabble of kuai liang & reader after the events of bi-han’s betrayal of the lin kuei. him, the reader and smoke would return to liu kang’s command in hiding. so while at the wu shi academy, the reader and kuai liang comfort each other of their lost. you can add onto it as well :) !!

AN: Hello, It makes me so happy to see people enjoy my works! All the support is highly appreciated! I hope you like it! I enjoyed writing it. Not proof read.

Notes: Gender-Neutral Reader, Drabble

While in hiding at the Wu Shi academy from Lin Kuei. It hurts you that you are hiding from those you once called family, but you are not alone at this moment. Besides you there are Kuai Liang and Tomas, your former Grandmaster’s younger brothers. While the three of you disagreed with him about his greed for more power, and to even consider making a deal with the snake, Shang Tsung. 

You were in the library reading about the history of the temple. You were only reading these documents to distract yourself from your thoughts of the place you once called home. Deep in thought and reading through these records, you fail to notice a certain man join you at the table you are sitting. A tapping on your shoulder makes you jolt a little from where you sit. Turing to head to glare at whoever decided to disturb your reading. You see that it is Kuai Liang. Sighing as he chuckles at your reaction to him distracting you. 

“Was that really necessary, Kuai?”

“How else was I supposed to get your attention? You were nose deep in these books,” He looks at the books in your hands, “About the history of the Wu Shi temple? I wasn’t aware that this interested you.”

“And what if it does interest me? Is that bad or something?”

He looks a bit shocked by your response.

“That was not my intention. I was just trying to joke around and lighten the mood.”

“Apologies.” You pause for a moment. “I.. I just don’t know how to react to recent events I guess.”

“I understand.” He heartily pats you on the back. “Just know that we are here if you need someone to talk to. You are important to my brother and me, especially me…” 

You look at him as he turns to look at you. Staring one another in the eyes. He makes you feel… warm. Not because he is a pyromancer. He just makes your insides feel all warm and bubbly. It’s not a bad feeling, you quite like it. You wonder if he feels the same towards you. 

“What are you thinking about so hard?”

“N-nothing!”

His eyebrow raises at your quick and panicked response.

“If you say so.”

Sitting in an awkward silence the two of you had no idea what should be said now. Kuai Liang stands up from his seat. Stretching his arm up above his head. You glance up to look in his direction, and you look at the way his muscles move as he stretches. He sees you staring at him from the corner of his eye. He then looks down at you, so you two could make eye contact.

“Would you like to join me on a walk?” 

“Oh! Um, sure! I’d love to walk with you.”

Kuai Liang chuckles at your reaction, and holds out his hand so he can escort you. You accept his kind gesture. The two of you walk around the temple reminiscing about memories the two of you share from the past. Some stories were happy, some were sad, but the two of you were just enjoying being near each other. The two of you are now standing under a tree. Standing face to face to look each other in the eyes. Stepping closer to him you both wrap each other’s arms around the other. 

The two of you have been through a lot, and hell this won’t be the end of your struggles. Kuai Liang, Tomas, and yourself will be working hard to form the Shirai Ryu. Hopefully you and Kuai Liang will be able to have the happy ending you both deserve in the new home you’re building together.

[loiola00]

this is something rather personal that's been bothering me. i hesitated to write it because it can easily be taken the wrong way but i feel like i need to get this out.

i see a lot of people complaining about mk1 and its plot and all these complaints are valid, but i feel like if people stopped and paid a little bit more attention to some details, then some plot holes would be filled.

a big one is syzoth and ashrah getting together after he just lost his family. that's not true. after the events of the main story, there's a big timeskip. it's evident in the intros and endings. kuai and tomas didn't create a new clan by just snapping their fingers, it took time and a lot happened in between that. by the time KR happens, shirai ryu is thriving with hundreds of students. for a while, they only had hanzo.

tomas not having a chapter in the dlc: why would he? this wasn't the final clash between lin kuei and shirai ryu, this was a prologue to show us bi-han becoming noob. tomas is second in command. if kuai is absent, tomas' the one in charge. he needed to stay behind, especially considering they had just been ambushed and attacked. there's no way kuai would even consider dealing with all that shit to rescue geras if he didn't know tomas was back home to protect the clan. and he's my favorite character and i would've loved to see more scenes of him at the wedding, but he really didn't need to be in havik's timeline. again, this dlc is not about lin kuei x shirai ryu. that war is still coming and that's where tomas needs to shine.

sektor and the cyber lin kuei: she made it clear in her ending that she doesn't care about being a grandmaster and the power it gives her, she cares about bi-han. bi-han is also grandmaster again as noob saibot. sektor hints at the cyber prototype during her intros with bi-han as subzero only. it's a different story with him as noob.

this is the third reboot, they're not going to copy the old storyline. if they were, why reboot it again? ed boon said he wants change and new storylines.

dominic, even as the sole writer, still needs an entire team to approve his writing. he can't just type away whatever he wants and then have it animated. there's a team that reads it, suggests some new stuff, reads it again and if they like it enough, they approve it. he's not the sole responsible for the plot.

and that's it. just wanted to get this off my chest. you don't have to like the story at all but some things are easily explained. and sure, "show don't tell" but they have limited time and a budget and they can't ahow every single detail.