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itostea · 10 months
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perfect match (shidou x reader)
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When news breaks out that your friend’s boyfriend breaks up with her due to his wish for a “mature” woman, you make sure to not to ensure that never happens with your boyfriend. 
warnings: established relationship, shidou being dirty again lol, he can’t keep his hands off you, the scene is kinda inspired by the ending scene in loving yamada kun at lv999, image from my reason to die
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“I just got dumped.”
“What? That’s impossible! I mean you guys were soooo in love!” One of your friends gasps, a hand clasped over her lips. You feel yourself roll your eyes at the mock surprise, blinking as you watch her comfort your other friend who stared blankly at her lunch.
“He said he wanted a mature woman…” she mumbles quietly. “So he broke up with me and told me he was going to go look for one.”
You sigh, patting her on the back as you smiled in pity. “Don’t believe him. That was probably just an excuse to break up–”
“Oh no!” A voice interrupts you and you watch in wonder as your other friend stares deep in thought. “That actually happened to one of the girls in my class as well. As a matter of fact, that’s quite a trend now!”
“It’s a trend to break up if the woman isn’t mature enough?” You gape, finding her words hard to believe. Then again, you’ve been receiving more news of couple fall outs and failed talking stages. Unexplained motives behind break-ups; tears and uncontrollable sobbing; ending on bad terms. You don’t want to accept such groundless theories regarding these split-ups but they’ve been increasing exponentially ever since last month. 
“Yes, one hundred percent!” Your friend chirps. “Reminds me (Name), you have a boyfriend too right? Shidou? Does he want you to be mature as well?”
“Well…” you chuckle awkwardly. Truthfully, “mature” was a reach for your behavior with him. Just an hour ago, you made a stupid deez nuts joke to him because he ate the last of your ice-cream. And a day ago, you walked around in the house with a face mask and in your cringy middle-school shirt–not the most flattering version of you. All of the memories of your time with him come rushing to you and you can’t help but feel sweat drip down your skin. 
Believe it or not, you loved Ryusei. A lot. Even if you had to deal with his constant gushing about that Itoshi Sae player and his weird morning routine that required getting naked and yelling, you genuinely wanted to marry this man. You know it’s pointless to think further into the possibility of him breaking up with you, but the surge in break-ups makes you worried–anxious that he seriously could consider it. 
“(Name)? You’ve been glaring at the table for a good minute now. Are you okay?” 
Your friends watch in surprise as you suddenly stand up, looking at them with a determined expression. You quickly gather your things and slap a couple bills down. “Sorry guys, I have to go! I’ll see you at class!”
“What–? Hey!”
You jolted outside the cafe and sent a text to Shidou, telling him that you were coming home. In a normal situation, you would’ve ignored the fact that he responded with an “ok.” It was rare for him to give you short answer responses but it wasn’t unheard of. Yet, that answer is enough to make you pick up the pace, ignoring the way your heels dug into the side of your foot. 
Today is the day where you perfect the “mature” partner act. 
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“So basically,” you mumble, choosing to ignore the hand on your thigh. “I know that you’re busy with practice and all that stuff so I won’t bother you that much. Also, I want you to start prioritizing your health and–”
 A yawn cuts you off from your ramble and you feel your eye twitch in irritation. Even so, you restrain yourself from arguing with him. “Are you listening to me Ryu?”
“Yeah I am babe,” he stretches, manspreading over the couch until you’re left pressed against the corner. The hand on your thigh just moves up to grab your waist and plop you on his lap. You feel your breath hitch but there was no way you were giving in this easily.
You huffed. “Then what’d I say just now?”
“Something ‘bout how you wanted to talk and other stuff.”
“That was at the beginning of our conversation!” You heaved, watching in disbelief as he let out another yawn. “Seriously Ryu?” 
“I promise I was listening, sweets. It’s just I got bored once you mentioned the ‘giving me space talk.’ Y’know that stuff bores me.”
“But it’s important!”
“Nah what’s important is this,” he mumbles against your shoulder, shifting so he can grab your foot to observe a fresh bruise forming. In his arms, you can smell your shampoo on him and it makes you giddy inside to know that you guys started sharing each other’s things. He tilts his head to get a better look at it. 
“Why’d you wear those, what do you call them? Oh heelies right? Yeah, why'd you wear heelies to a ‘casual’ outing with some friends. You’re not hanging out with other men right babe?” 
You roll your eyes from his random fit of jealousy. “They’re called heels and I wore them because it completed the outfit Ryusei. Now back to what I was saying–”
Another yawn cuts you off from continuing. It’s his way of saying that this conversation is meaningless. You sighed and tried to unravel his arms around your waist. “I’m going since you’re not listening to me.”
“Don’t be like that,” his arms tighten around waist and you yelp when he moves you back in his lap. “Not letting you leave ‘til you tell me what’s wrong.” 
“Nothing’s wrong–”
“Uh huh good try,” he says, voice husky against your neck. “Now tell me.”
It’s not easy to dissuade Shidou whenever he’s put his mind to anything. You’ve tried it many times and figured that he’s ten times more stubborn when it comes to you. Just that thought is enough to make you slouch against his chest and sigh. “My friend got dumped.”
“Okay but what’s that gotta do with us?”
“Let me finish,” you slap him lightly on the shoulder, gaining a grin from him. “Anyways, she got dumped because her boyfriend wanted a mature woman. Now before you make fun of me, a lot of couples have been breaking up so I got scared okay? I know I don’t act that mature with you so I was worried you might…” you don’t finish the last part and instead avert your eyes from his pink hues. 
“Oh that’s all? That’s a shitty reason.”
“Are you calling my feelings shitty, Ryusei?”
“Not your feelings pretty thing. Breaking up over that reason is shitty. At least for me. I think you’re cute how you are now,” he shrugged, patting your face with a grin. 
You still don’t believe him completely, frowning as you turned to look at him. “But…”
He huffs and leans back. “Babe I literally took you on a crawfish date and still fucked you afterwards–”
“Ryu! Oh my god,” you covered your face in your hands. “You’re gross!”
“Yeah but you like it,” he laughs. “Okay, point is, don’t worry your pretty head over shit like that. I don’t act that mature around you either.”
“Well that’s because you’re just weird.”
“You’re just as weird for liking me,” he snickers. “That’s all you wanted to say right? It’s cute that you went out of your way to act like this for your mean boyfriend.”
You rolled your eyes as he began to squeeze your cheek. “Please shut up and just hold me.”
“Anything for my girl,” he chuckles, bringing your head closer to his shoulder. Shidou always had the warmest body temperature that you couldn’t help but appreciate. Closing your eyes, you choose to relax against his hold and breathe in the smell of his laundry and shampoo. 
And that peace is shattered the moment you hear the sound of a slap and a sting on your ass. Your eye twitches once again. “Ryusei. Why do you always ruin the mood?”
“Babe it was right in front of me! I was resisting the urge for over an hour now!”
You pinch the space in between in your eyes and sigh for the nth time today. Thinking about it now, you two really were a perfect match for one another.
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bluelocksource · 6 months
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HAPPY EGOWEEN!
↳ Blue Lock colored page for chapter 238 (clean+ edited version)
↳ original image.
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grissdarling · 5 months
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sae-chaaaan!
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blue-thief · 17 days
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half-filipino shidou headcanons bc he's half-filipino to me until canon says otherwise
"chinoy ka ba?" ("are you chinoy?" chinese + pinoy/filipino = chinoy)
"hindi. jinoy ako 👖😜" ("no. i'm jinoy" idk if there's an actual term for japanese + filipino but yeah)
"PAANO KA NAGASALITA NG EMOJI????" ("HOW ARE YOU SPEAKING EMOJI????")
(if i made any mistakes it's cuz i'm whitewashed asf)
thought it was funny asf when tatsuki fujimoto pretended to be filipino
no one is safe from "knock-knock/who's there?/ako maba/ako maba who?" jokes ("ako maba who" sounds like "ako mabaho" which means "i stink")
he taught charles how to play nanay-tatay (the filipino equivalent of patty cake i guess???)
demands rin calls him "kuya" (literally translates to "older brother" but in this context it would be equivalent to hua cheng calling xie lian "gege" in heaven official's blessing)
shidou: have you ever had puto before?
sae: WHAT
("puto"/"puta" is spanish for "whore". puto is a filipino steam rice (cup)cake though. we do use "puta" but it's usually used in the phrase "putang ina mo"/"tangina mo"/"tangina". the literal translation is "your mom is a whore", but it's basically a catch-all swear word. you can use it for "fuck", "son of a bitch", "bitch", "motherfucker", etc)
shidou visited sae in spain once and stole a bunch of stuff as "revenge" for colonization
when he commits petty crimes in japan he makes the same excuse
he will make the same excuse if he ever goes to the USA
his grandparents on his mom and dad's side don't get along because. yeah
he terrorizes the italians by listing off the recipe for filipino spaghetti
"yeah, we use brown sugar, banana ketchup, hotdogs-"
the ubers get obliterated on the spot
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poritora · 7 months
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I’m in my missing Shidou hours again so have this lil paintover
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tnt-kokoo · 1 month
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Kiwis
pairings: Shidou Ryusei x ()reader
summary: kiwis are sour but you'll grow to like it. (I saw it on a tt, I forgot the user and didn't save the vid so if you'll find the person please tell me 😭😭)
warning: takes place before blue lock; there will be a creep; swearing
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Being new to a school has always been hard for everyone, especially if you're nowhere near as social as the people in your new class. One guy is especially 'social' as you may call it.
Shidou Ryusei.
He manages to not only anger every teacher by not doing his stuff but also pisses of the school director by disrespecting the school uniform code. His messily dyed hair and his not fully buttoned shirt, aswell as his rude (non-existenting) manners, annoys every elder.
Even you have been questioning his ways but never voiced it. Why should you? He is a violent guy after what you've heard. Classmates and people from other classes say they like him but also fear him, they just try to not say it.
Two weeks after you've started to attend this school some girls tried to befriend you but even though they seem nice and funny, all of you know you won't be actual friends. They may talk and help you with small work problems but you wouldn't really call them friends if you were honest. So that's why, waiting for your train after school was boring.
Waiting in the cold train station with the only light being from the exit and the cold and neutral lamps, you've grown to hate, you stand there next to your 'friends' who were in their own world and excluding you completely. But apart from them you've also noticed a few other people from your school, whether they were older or younger or even the same age as you in the same train station. One of them being Shidou Ryusei.
As the next train arrived and drove further and further, the wagon got less and less crowded. You've managed to now sit down infront of the one and only guy who stays himself even with with many people not liking it. All of his friends got off the train a few stations ago so it was only him and you sitting there now.
He wasn't bad looking and apart from his looks, his way of talking and acting got you kinda interested in him even if you would never talk to him. Looking at him while he was looking boredly out of the window felt like stalking and made you sigh as your gaze parted from him.
As your stop got announced you stood up and walked to the door not looking back. It, again felt like a boring and useless day. Like there was nothing you could be happy or proud about.
Days passed and you're still using the same train, going out of the same stops and sitting infront of Shidou Ryusei. At this point he even acknowledged you but didn't care that much to start a conversation.
As the electronic voice said the next station you got up a bit early to just be save, considering today was a rather full day. What you didn't notice in the other hand, was that behind you was an older guy who seemed to be in his own world. With his phone in his hand he went closer to you and while not noticing it yourself, Shidou did. Because then, he pushed the guy away.
"Fucking freak" He said in a loud way not enough to yell but enough for everyone to hear him.
"Taking pictures of girls half of your age, disgusting." He explained in a rude and disgusting way. Before the man could say or do anything, the doors opened and the boy took your arm in his hand and pulled you out with him.
After getting out he nodded at you and left to go his own way.
Standing there looking at his back was like remembering an important core memory. You were so thankfull for him that day, and maybe you miss-charactized him a bit too much.
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As the next chilly day approaches, you had to thank the blond-pink-ish haired classmate of yours. And ehat could be better than a home-cooked lunch? Considering he never seemed to have one of his own, you'd hoped he would appreciate it.
Soon you were on your way to school next to your 'friends' All of them in their own conversations to notice how your hands were shaking. Was it okay? Would he like it? Questions liked these made you more and more anxious as you walked further into school ground.
Never in your life would you have thought you would be searching for the brute first when entering thr classroom. And seeing him there laughing with some other guys made you even more nervous to walk up to him, so you didn't. You waited until lunch break.
As lunch time hits, people stood up fast to go to either the cafeteria or to just go out of the room. So ypu took your chance and walked up behind him while hebwas talking to two other guys who you still didn't learn the names of.
Tipping him on his shoulder felt dreading and even more when whispering, because your voice seemed to got lost, "This is as a thnak you for yesterday." With a small smile you gave it to him (or more like pressed the box in his hand) and walked fast away. That was until he put his hand on your shoulder and answered in a calm and seemingly boring way a simple thanks.
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After that day you noticed the two of you grow closer and closer to eachother, you realized he was your first real friend in your new school now that your'friends' left you. He had his own humor and way to talk but it didn't change much in your relationship, it was really refreshing to be honest.
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ᯓᝰ: Idk why but at the end I lost ideas to write something, it's so bad 😭😭
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neobenihime · 1 year
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when u-20 arc is gonna be animated everyone who has an opinion on shidou must keep it to themselves. he's a poet he's a lunatic he's completely insane but i am his lawyer and i declare that everything he does is for shits and giggles. also he's an acquired taste so if you don't understand him that's completely on you.
anyway i miss him ( a drawing on paper)
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okkalo · 11 months
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Hello! I really love your writing (not sure if I've said that yet but idc bc it's true !!!)
Can I request something with Shidou? I'm obsessed with this blorbo
How would he react to reader offering to kick the ball around with him as part of a date? Would he make fun of her for not being any good at soccer? This has been on my mind for the last 24hrs
Thanks in advance if you decide to write this! 🩷🩷🩷
hi wallaby! i’m gonna start calling u by ur name bc i see u so often i hope that’s okay akdjsk anyways i always enjoy seeing u in my inbox bc u have the best ideas 🫶 i hope u enjoy as always and thank u for the request
reminder: no format requested means i can do any i want. read rules for more information on formats.
character: shidou
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- this menace.
- he’s such an asshole god help me
- first off he gets so incredibly excited when you offer
- full sprints to the field with you thrown over his arm
- immediately challenges you to a 1v1
- just wanted to learn some moves? yeah, no.
- won’t even teach you the basics before the 1v1
- btw you’re doing the 1v1 whether you like it or not. no is not an option with shidou
- but yeah he’s not teaching you a single move because it “takes away the fun”
- makes you feel like complete shit too
- doesn’t shit talk but his moves say enough.
- the game hasn’t even started and he’s already kicking the ball in the goal with a backflip move
- he just keeps going too
- really obvious that you’re annoyed? he doesn’t notice
- way too caught up in the game
- scores 10 points before he finally relaxes a little
- that’s also when he had to say something.
- “at least try a little”
- u can’t see it but i’m doing an uppercut motion rn
- anyways of course you’re super annoyed right now
- and finally he notices it
- and gets confused.
- “why’re ya mad?” he asks, almost offended
- please just go off on him.
- in fact i’m writing that you do because know your worth
- loves seeing you mad though.
- he watches you spit out your annoyed emotions, love in his eyes as a smirk crawls on his face
- his stupid, stupid face
- kisses you senseless in the middle of your rant
- you can feel his stupid smirk grow while you both share a passionate kiss
- pulls away but stays close, his forehead resting on yours
- “don’t worry sweets, i’m good enough for the both of us.”
- LEAVE HIM.
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unedited thanks for reading!
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ryozeroswim · 1 year
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Blue Lock chapter 88 page 16 coloring
DON’T REPOST | NO ROBAR | DON’T STEAL
Tw: Ryo_Zeroswim
Ig: Ryo_Zeroswim
Yt: Ryo_Zeroswim
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kittynerin · 9 months
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yippee ^^
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textsfrombluelock · 1 year
Conversation
Shidou: pretending to be unconscious so the cop that arrested me has to carry me to my cell
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favmangapanels · 11 months
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blue lock
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maochira · 1 year
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Shidou doodle from last night <3
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thedome-rp · 5 months
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SHIDOU RYUUSEI FROM BLUE LOCK HAS WOKEN UP IN THE DOME.
we're so happy to have you here! ... enjoy your stay.
What about you? Are you going to join them in The Dome too?
How about taking a trip to the VISITOR CENTER today and check out our HISTORY and LAWS. Maybe we can entice you to join our RESIDENTS too...
We'll see you in THE DOME...
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hyomaslut · 8 months
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──★ ˙🌟 ̟ !! gold star redemption program. 18+!
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☆⌒(ゝ。∂).ᐟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ's ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇʀ
✿ ─ synopsis: you are the new manager for team blue lock and you have a great idea to make the players get along better. after all, positive reinforcement worked really well on dogs, why not men? ✿ ─ characters: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, itoshi rin, chigiri hyoma + kunigami rensuke referenced ✿ ─ cw: smut, fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, aged-up!characters(18+), pet names, kissing, penetrative sex, oral receiving/giving, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, hair pulling, overstimulation, rough sex, deepthroating/face-fucking, non-exclusive relationships, lots of jealousy, pda, use of foul language, suggestive themes, shidou is an asshole, rin threatens murder, somewhat proofread ✿ ─ notes: okay so every is going to ignore the logistics and mental gymnastics done to put all these guys on the same team and have any of this go on, right? cool. this work was requested by @anastasiablossomlove pls enjoy!
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managing team blue lock was no task for a person of average conviction. anyone with less of a spine would be easily trampled and consumed by the members, all with big personalities and even bigger egos. you took to the role with exceptional organizational skills and a positive attitude that didn’t falter, even under the cold glares of the less compliant men of the team (cough cough itoshi rin cough cough barou shouei). before the end of your first week you had drafted up detailed and individualized meal plans, unique to each of them. by the second you had worked with the coach to create special training regimes that works towards their fitness goals while providing challenge and variety. right under their noses you dug your pretty fingers into every part of team blue lock, finding every issue and soothing every conflict, turning a group of somewhat wild animals into a well functioning machine with you at its core.
and not a detail slipped your eye. you could always tell when kunigami had pushed himself too hard in the gym by the stiffness in his shoulders. honestly you doubt you would’ve been able to convince him to let you help him if he wasn’t just as sore as you predicted. but the minute your palms were pressing into his back he was groaning in relief, “you’re an angel” grumbled under his breath. he’s a bit less embarrassed the next time around, blushing while asking you to fix him like you did last time.
you quickly took responsibility for doing chigiri’s hair before every practice and game. after seeing it fall out of its style and flap wildly in his face whenever he reached top speed on the field, you decided he needed something a little more reliable to keep it out the way so his eyes could stay on the ball. though when his hair was this soft, who could blame you for taking a bit longer than necessary, brushing through the knots and gently scratching at his scalp. plus, he didn’t seem to mind all that much, always red faced and all smiles, leaning into your touch. the thank you kiss he plants on your cheek lingers long enough to leave a matching blush on your face as a token of his appreciation.
being the backbone of their system earned you respect, acknowledgement, even affection from the overly friendly members of the team (cough cough bachira meguru cough cough shidou ryusei). no one could deny the benefits of having you around, always offering all kinds of helpful advice and showed not a shred of judgment when listening to their problems. and you weren’t exactly ignorant to the fact that your constant support was causing some of your new friends to become especially attached to you. maybe to someone else it would be a bigger concern, but in your eyes, this was only another opportunity to do more for your team.
that’s why you implemented the gold star redemption program to help motivate them. it was quite simple to follow, you had a chart with all of their names along with cute, slightly wonky doodles of them, and a list of ways to earn gold stars. from goals and assists to being on good behavior, whatever way they earn their stars, team members can then cash them in for certain prizes from you. the list had looked something like this…
2 ☆ = snack or drink of your choice 4 ☆ = a home cooked meal 5 ☆ = a kiss <3 7 ☆ = a massage <33 10 ☆ = private training session <333
the objective was to give incentives towards cooperation. not to mention, it’s always good to strengthen bonds with your team members. it seems, however, that you underestimated how much of your time this new system would take up. or maybe you just overestimated how easy it would be to keep up with the greedy desires of so many egoists at once.
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ever since your arrival, anyone with eyes could see that isagi yoichi carried a torch for you. you let him talk your ear off for hours about tactics and players, never tired of his company or too busy for his rambles. it gets his heart thumping obnoxiously loud in his chest. so yoichi makes it his objective to dote on you as much as possible to try to make up for all the time you spend fussing over everybody else. always staying after practice to help you or walking you home. so when you start handing out stars for that kind of stuff, isagi is already making a steady income. he considers himself a gentleman, so at first he spends his stars on meals. and he’s more than happy to eat your cooking, stirring up all kinds of wifey fantasies in his head and enjoying his lunches with you. but at night, when he’s lying in bed, the big ticket item at the bottom of the prize board haunts him. and when he can’t take it anymore, he slips into your tiny little office that you share with the coach, a self-satisfied smile on his face when he lets you know that he just finished the stat sheets you asked him to fill out, earning him his tenth gold star. enough for one private training session.
in all the times you thought about sex with isagi, you’re not sure you ever pictured it to be like this. bent over your own desk, tennis skirt bunched up around your waist, your star player too eager to sink into your pussy to even push down your underwear. they stayed tugged to the side, thoroughly soaked from the way his hips meet yours in sloppy desperate thrusts. “i knew i needed to fuck you when i saw this skirt,” he confesses, eyes fixed to the point where you connect, mesmerized by the way his cock disappears inside you, “you’ve been tempting me all day, so be a good girl and take my cock, okay?” before you can respond he hooks a finger into the elastic of your panties to let it snap back against your skin, drawing a small yelp from you. he changs the angle to fuck you harder, deeper. you wonder if this could be the same sweet yoichi that carries your things and bashfully tells you your outfit looks good.
apparently that yoichi doesn’t exist once he’s balls deep inside you, all that’s left is the side of him you’ve only caught glimpses of when he’s dominating his opponents on the field. and if you thought that it was a chance encounter, you’re sorely mistaken as week after week isagi makes sure he earns his ten stars and you get to know just how mean he can be. his grip is always tight around your hair, whether it’s pulling and steering you into the position he wants or guiding your head down to take more of his dick. god forbid he asks you nicely for something like he always does when you’re not ‘training’. one time you even had the gall to suggest the idea to him and lived to regret it as now if you want anything from him, isagi is only accepting the most convincing of your begs. “c'mon princess, mind your manners, if you wanna cum then you’re gonna have to ask really nicely.” and no teary eyed puppy dog look will get you what you want, even when he makes getting your words out so difficult. truthfully, he never intends to be so hard on you, but having you crying and begging for his cock is the only way to soothe the devil on his shoulder that tries to tell him to take you for himself. in the aftermath, you start to recognize your yoichi again, sheepish in his apologies for how rough he was with you, kissing away the tears that run down your face. he’s lucky you’re too fucked out to charge him for them.
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there’s not a world where you offer bachira meguru sexual favors in exchange for playing soccer and he says no. he was already gonna do that anyway, and now not only does he get to make even more of a game out of it, but his reward for winning is the cute little manager he’s had his eyes on for far too long? consider him sold. bachira knows it would be most fun for him to save up and have sex with you as soon as possible, but all of a sudden he has five and he’s itching for a kiss. one he decides to give you right before practice starts… in front of the whole team. but can you blame him? he’s already been waiting forever to feel those pretty glossed lips on his, you couldn’t really expect him to make it through the next few hours when he’s so close to getting what he wants. and you could maybe understand that, but was it really necessary to go for a full open-mouthed wet almost make out that left you panting when everyone’s eyes were already on you? you suspect not, but bachira doubles down, telling you it was of upmost importance that he got it in, else he wouldn’t be able to focus. he neglects to tell you that he overheard reo in the locker room talking about what he was gonna do now that he had five stars. shidou already made it very clear that he would be first to ten, so bachira had to be crafty in order to secure at least one first from you.
meguru was certainly one of the more needy players, right under nagi that required some form of encouragement every step of the way to get anything done. bachira usually does what you tell him to, but not without whining about deserving a prize for being good. quite frankly, you dread having to ask anything of him, because he is determined to be fully compensated for even the smallest of requests. even a task as easy as grabbing something on a high shelf was met with a cheeky smirk and a request for a kiss. and don’t think he’ll budge either, holding the item hostage if he thinks he can squeeze two out of you. it didn’t make it any easier that bachira didn’t possess a shy bone in his whole body, openly showering you in affection when the others were around, holding your hand and nuzzling his face into your collar. it was enough to make even a professional like you blush. he acted as if he was oblivious to the jealous stares of his friends, but the smug cat-like smirk he sends them and the way he only holds you tighter when you try to shyly brush him off gives him away. it may come as a surprise considering his reputation for being a bit delusional, but bachira tries to root himself in reality for once. he frequently reminds himself of the nature of your relationship and tries his best not let his imagination run wild with anything that would be beyond the boundaries you’ve clearly set. things like picturing himself taking you on dates, coming home to you at night, introducing you to his mom. they were all too dangerous to let his mind settle on them for too long.
and what better distraction than burying his face between your thighs. it’s hard to think of much when he hasn’t bothered to stop lapping at your cunt long enough to take a breath in a couple minutes. suffocating was the least of his concerns when the clench around his fingers lets him know your orgasm is just around the corner. meguru swears that your pathetic little whimpers and the slick dripping down his chin are like a straight hit of dopamine to his brain and he’s at real risk of addiction at this point. lidded amber eyes travel up to watch your expression twist into one of pleasure as you gasp out his name. now that catches his interest. when your vision clears and your brain is functioning again after that intense high, you search for his comfort as if you had done any of the hard work. but all you’re met with is that signature wild look that he gets when he brushing past the enemy team’s defense straight towards his goal. it’s your only warning that he’s far from tired and even farther from sated. “if i can keep going, so can you baby. i know you have more for me. jus’ need t’see you make that face one more time.” you have no room to protest, his tongue already finding your clit and working towards bringing you to the edge once again. by your fourth time cumming, you’re sobbing for a break and debating whether you should charge him four times over or give him a star for each one.
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someone who was on board with your system from the second that you explained how it worked, was shidou ryusei. what better way to celebrate another one of his blood pumping, heart stopping performances than racing to the locker room to blow a load in his favorite girl while his teammates debrief with the coach? to him it was simple, you fuck him, you feed him, you take care of him, you spend time with him. shidou is, by all of his definitions, dating you. while some might be turned off by the idea of dating someone who isn’t offering exclusivity, he didn’t see it as much of an obstacle. not when he spent star stickers like a gambler on a slot machine, having you multiple times a week if the economy allowed it. and if he’s short a few, no worries, ryusei is quite the negotiator. it starts one week when he’s only missing a star or two, promising he’ll pay back the difference, you know he’s a good customer. it’s probably not a good idea to give in to him though, as the next time he wants a private training session, he’ll insist they’re only nine stars for him. he has made all kinds of fake coupons from 50% Off! to Buy One Get One Free! to even a homemade punch card in his own terrible handwriting. shidou was the first one to ever get a star taken away when he tried to give you an arby’s gift card in exchange for a blowjob. he didn’t try that tactic again.
the worst is when he tries to haggle in the middle of sex. your legs are thrown over his shoulders and his tip is kissing your cervix when he chooses to whine about not being able to kiss you because he has no stars left. he worked too hard to get good star credit, he can’t go into star debt!! “ and with his lips just hovering over yours, his hot breath fanning across your face, how could you say no? in a moment of weakness, you have unfortunately given an inch to shidou, infamous mile taker, and now it’s hard to get him to pay for any of his kisses, especially while he’s fucking you. you thank god that at the very least no one knows he’s been getting them for free… if only shidou would allow your life to be that easy. even worse than giving him an inch, you expected shidou to keep a secret. and you thought his big mouth was something you liked about him. until he’s using it to brag to everyone that he’s your favorite, practically your boyfriend, all because you let him get away with a smooch here and there. let’s just say you had to give out a lot of free kisses to smooth over the problem his bragging habits created.
honestly ryusei was starting to cause a lot of confusion outside of the team with his antics. what with his always hanging off your arm, giving you as much affection as you’d tolerate, calling you sweet nicknames. the people in your life were actually starting to believe you two were dating. not that shidou does anything to discourage such rumors, only grinning and agreeing every time someone mistakes you as a couple. hell, he was starting to get you confused, saying things during your training sessions that certainly didn’t fit the transactional nature of the act. “holy shit you’re so tight- love this pussy, l-love you so much. say my name. c’mon baby, say you love me and i’ll make you feel so fucking good.” and only because ryusei always makes good on his promises do you allow yourself another moment of weakness.
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itoshi rin didn’t have much interest or faith in you upon first introduction. he sized you up as some nobody doing this whole manager thing as a fun extracurricular, so as long as you stayed out of his way he didn’t care what you did. with his luck, he shouldn’t be surprised that you were immediately in his way, extremely often, rambling to him about ideas and strategies that he had no intention on listening to. although even he could admit, he understood why the others were so easily charmed by you. he was wrong about how seriously you took your job. not that it changed anything. at least that’s what rin tells himself, but in reality your relentless efforts and endless dedication to supporting all of them was something that spoke to him, made him a bit soft for you. it didn’t help that you were his type in every sense of the word, your attractiveness doing nothing but make feigning indifference a lot harder for rin. your seemingly endless patience didn’t help either. you always responded in kind to all of rin’s harsh words and cold stares, never let his sour attitude deter your subtle acts of service like getting grass stains out of his uniform and making sure he stays unbothered during his yoga. against his will, he was slowly warming up to you, but you were still caught off guard when rin started cashing in his stars, even if it was just a meal. he had lots of them sitting idle on the chart waiting to be used, so you supposed it was only natural for him to get some free food out of it. but you were even more taken aback when a couple days later he requested a massage from you with insistence that he only asks because he’s been extremely tense as of late. which wasn’t entirely untrue. rin had been very tense. just not from anything soccer related like he’d like you to believe. he was tense from the stress of his budding feelings for you combined with the dread of knowing he probably will never have you all to himself. at least not with this stupid reward system in place.
he despises it. he absolutely hates going about his day knowing there are other guys, his shithead teammates, that are getting your time, attention, and affection for the price of a couple of stupid fucking stickers. he misses the days when shidou’s incessant bragging about how many times he was able to make you cum or bachira’s unnecessary details of what your pussy tastes like didn’t bother him. now his blood boils to hear them talk about you like that. that kind of anger makes it clear to him that being your friend was simply not an option anymore. which is how he settled on getting a massage from you. he would satisfy this overwhelming craving he has for you and go back to normal and be able to focus solely on becoming best in the world again without thoughts of you plaguing his mind. that was his hope going into it, but feeling your warm touch on his bare back, melting away years of untreated knots and neglected aches in his body, he could almost blush at the intimacy he feels. especially when that foreign kindness he loves so much is on display as you reassure him that there’s nothing to be embarrassed about and that you’re proud he finally put his pride aside long enough to let you help him. you’ve got him, hook, line, and sinker now. no use in struggling so hard, he supposes, as some part of him knows he’s doomed to fall sooner or later. perhaps it’s time to surrender. he fought a good fight, but his greed for you was candidly too tough of an opponent.
and to rin, surrender looked like asking you when’s the soonest he could book a private training session. you don’t think you could look any more shocked. rin had a quick turn around from someone you doubted even liked you, to someone reserving as much of your time as his stars could buy. the more often he was with you, the less time you spent giving those lukewarm brats the treatment he wants reserved for him. and he wishes he gave in a lot sooner when he feels the wet heat of your mouth around his cock for the first time. how fast he would’ve folded if he knew how pretty you would look on your knees for him. rin tried to be gentle and let you set the pace, but between hissing out curses and barely biting back moans, that same greed to get more from you has his hand twisting itself in your hair and pushing down on the back of your head. he couldn’t help it. and it was so worth it to watch you choke and sputter around his length but never pull away. he knew you weren’t a quitter. “shit, feels good… don’t stop,” he all but gasps, hips instinctively jumping to reach further down your throat, grip tightening when you try to come up for air. after a long moment of breathing through your nose you relax enough to let him ease himself the rest of the way in. rin sighs in relief when your nose finally presses against his pelvis. the way you look up at him starry-eyed and full of adoration made his chest feel heavy with desire to be the only one you ever look at. it drives him crazy that any guy on the team can see you like this, and that heartache has rin fucking your face to forget it. “fuckkk. don’t look away, eyes on me, g’nna cum in that pretty mouth.”
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you couldn’t deny that your new attempt at encouraging the team had its kinks. while overall the amount of arguments that broke out between players lessened to keep on good star-earning behavior, you could tell that it came with its own set of tension creating problems. you also couldn’t deny that being pulled in every direction by men vying for your attention was both very time consuming and extremely gratifying, but you think you manage it well. save for when they were already pumped up with adrenaline from a game, that is when real issues arise. especially when a player from the enemy team thinks it’s a good idea to try and hit on the cute little lady holding the clipboard. fatal mistake.
it starts with your favorite pot stirrer, bachira, calling out from his position, making everyone else on the team aware of the situation. “no shot dude, she don’t want you! focus on losing!” you’re confident you can diffuse whatever is about to go down before you notice rin leaving the ball alone in centerfield to beeline straight towards you. threats are flying from his lips on approach, quick to get in the guy’s face, planting his hands on his shoulders to shove him back. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? i’ll kill you if you don’t get the fuck away from her.” you think maybe you have a shot of getting rin under control if you just- your eyes widen in horror as a flash moves in from your peripheral. there are no words, just shidou drop kicking this poor stranger at top speed. you cringe as you watch shidou knocks this guy off his feet, cleats first, taking rin down with him. what a way to earn a red card.
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shidou + cream pie 🍓
“so fuckin’ hot, godamn.”
“ryu..” you mewl, face heating at his spitting comments to the creamy mess in between your thighs. you make a light attempt to shut them, but they’re met with his hard hand that comes down on the fat of your thigh; letting a small yelp before separating them once again.
“nah, keep em open. gotta figure out how to keep all my cum inside, hm?”
he uses his thick digits, sliding his fingers from the bottom of your cunt and plunging his thick cum back into your puffy hole. the overstimulation making you gasp.
“hmm,”
he takes a glance over at your desk where you had been previously doing a little journaling before his return home to take you, noting the little rolls of tape on top of your diary.
he climbs out of your shared bed, snatching a random roll of tape. he stares down at the pastel pink tape decorated with little bunnies, intricate little strawberries and hearts all over. he almost laughs.
“you like this one?” he presses the tape in front of your face with a cocky smile, making you flush once again.
“ryu,” you whine, “it’s not gonna h-hold it in..”
he huffs, ripping off a lengthy piece from the original roll before taping it directly on your sloppy slit. and he already knows it won’t work, with how much he’s filled your cunt to the brim. he knew the weak little children’s tape would stand no chance to hold his load inside of you. but it’s cute, watching you squirm at the feather light touches to your cunt, and how you’re so embarrassed you can barely stand took look at the man taping up your bred cunt.
“so fuckin’ cute princess. gonna keep it all in for me like my good little cummy bitch right?” he grimes, making you let out a soft moan at his degrading words.
he tosses the used tape to the side, one end of the tape already disconnected from your seeping cunt.
it’s disgusting, and he fucking loves it.
he drags his gaze along with the spilling semen, setting his sights below your cunt. he reaches out, pressing the tip of his heavy thumb into the tight rim of your ass,
“she’s next.”
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